2007-12 -09

Det här är tillägnat till mamma, som inte förstår något även om hon tror det. Kommer sätta ut citat och så får du försöka ta reda på vad jag menar. Förstår du inte det här så kommer du aldrig förstå vad jag känner och behöver. Det är inte menat mot dig, kanske inte menat åt någon. Kanske mot någon, kanske mot mig själv. Åt helvete med kurator kan jag bara söga, prata är det sista jag vill. Fråga mig inget, bara läs.


No one knows how you feel
No one there you'd like to see
The day was dark and full of pain
You write help with your own blood
'Cause hope is all you've got
You open up you eyes
But nothings changed

Your life is meaningless
Your diary full of trash
It's so hard to get along with empty hands
You're looking for the rainbow
But it died not long ago
It tried to shine just for you
Until the end

On top of the roof
The air is so cold and so calm
I say your name in silence
You don't wanna hear it right now
The eyes of the city
Are counting the tears falling down
Each one a promise
Of everything you never found

I scream into the night for you
Don't make it true
Don't jump
The lights will not guide you through
They're deceiving you
Don't jump
Don't let memories go
Of me and you
The world is down there out of view
Please don't jump

You open your eyes
But you can't remember what for
The snow falls quietly
You just can't feel it no more
Somewhere out there
You lost yourself in your pain
You dream of the end
To start all over again


I'm staring at a broken door
There's nothing left here anymore
My room is cold, it's making me insane
I've been waitin' here so long
Another moment seems to've come
I see the dark clouds comin' up again

If I'm so wrong
How can you listen all night long
Now will it matter after I'm gone
Because you never learn a God damn thing

You're just a sad song
With nothing to say
About a lifelong wait for a hospital stay
And if you think that I'm worng
This never meant nothing to ya

Waking up on the bathroom floor
Try to stand and grab the door
It's almost the same procedure every sunday
Walking out, going way to far
Don't remember where I parked my car
It's almost the same procedure every sunday

If this is what life has to offer for me
I might just then go back inside
And fall asleep

Go to work and I'm late again
Forgot my keys so I can't come in
It's almost the same procedure every monday
oming home to my empty place
Watch tv as I count the days
It's almost the same procedure every monday

It feels like my life is stuck on repeat
I might just then go back inside
And fall asleep

I'm far from the answer to the question I forgot
I pretend to know it all
But all I know is what I'm not

And I'm dreaming 'bout times
Times that are gone
Times when I lived alone
In my own land called ochrasy
That place was everything to me
The world I made it up you see
It's all there in my fantasy
And I believe it

Som sagt, fråga inte. Förstår du inte vad jag menar med det där så kommer du inte förstå det senare heller. Prata inte heller om det för jag orkar inte svara. Men jag vill bara att du ska veta.

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