Friends

My heart woke up my head like a thunderstorm;
a place where I can barely stand.
I spent a winter without my air,
but now I feel it in my chest.
I'm just so sick of the scenery,
and all those hours without sex.
I get so tired of being me,
but now I'm feeling this again.

And God knows that you can't see after dark,
but I won't give this up cause I wrote it on my chest.

So tell me what you think of the atmosphere
and all those months inside my head.
Well do you really believe in me?
I will hold this like a gun
because I've got some things to do (say what you are, say what you are)
Because I've got some things to do


I filled up all my future with written words.
I told the whole world I was spent.
I came around when they needed me,
and that's just how I learned to give
with all the feelings and losing sleep;
It is here where I found hope
It wasn't really buried deep
and now I never want to go.

And God knows that you can't see after dark,
but I won't give this up cause I wrote it on my chest.

So tell me what you think of the atmosphere
and all those months inside my head.
Well do you really believe in me?
I will hold this like a gun
because I've got some things to do (say what you are, say what you are)
Because I've got some things to do

Yeah I do.
I've got all these plans laid out again like this is war;
and I want to touch the coast again.
I'll forget to take my voice as going,
forget to hold my breath as spoken,
and say don't you remember where you've been.

So tell me what you think of the atmosphere
and all those months inside my head.
Well do you really believe in me?
I will hold this like a gun
because I've got some things to do (say what you are, say what you are)
Because I've got some things to do
Because I've got some things to do
because I've got some things to do (say what you are, say what you are)
Because I've got some things to do

merry christmas. :)



another xmas with livejournal.

Merry Christmas

WIll I have learned so very little
When these bones are old and brittle?
I wait to talk when I should listen
And cloud mistakes with false revisions

All my friends are forward-thinking
Getting hitched and quitting drinking
And I can feel them pulling away
As I'm resigned to stay the same

And you can't even begin to know
How many times I've told myself "I told you so"

I was once a loyal lover
Whose lips did never seek another's
But now each love's more like a match
A blinding spark that burns out fast

And they all conclude with the same sentence:
"I've never met someone more self-centered
Who thinks that life with a nice girl's like
Waiting for a bus to work"

And you can't even begin to know
How many times I've told myself "I told you so"
And you can't even begin to believe
There's so many bridges engulfed in flames behind me

If you deem it so
Just cut the cord and go
You'll be fine
There's plenty of hills to climb

You can't even begin to know
How many times I've told myself "I told you so"
And you can't even begin to believe
There's so many bridges engulfed in flames behind me

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