Shores
Tired and dazed
Confused and lacking
Passion no talent
unsafe for me to be here
Left amongst myself
Trying for sense but driven further
confinde in a room only of four white walls
left blank so bare a dull way of living
Pity so misrable no way to turn back
and say Im sorry
Tried to make some real of it all
couldnt quite get why
Does my faults have the answer?
Waiting for that moment
Will I soon unraviel for my own sake
Im washed to other shores
only finding emptiness again
always brought to life
then dieing for not knowing
The blank look on your face
you dont understand
What it is to be me is nothing pretty
Self absorbed talking to myself
Live through saddness cradling my own body
you cant grasp
So hard to stay
when the person you love is at a confused state
Confused and lacking
Passion no talent
unsafe for me to be here
Left amongst myself
Trying for sense but driven further
confinde in a room only of four white walls
left blank so bare a dull way of living
Pity so misrable no way to turn back
and say Im sorry
Tried to make some real of it all
couldnt quite get why
Does my faults have the answer?
Waiting for that moment
Will I soon unraviel for my own sake
Im washed to other shores
only finding emptiness again
always brought to life
then dieing for not knowing
The blank look on your face
you dont understand
What it is to be me is nothing pretty
Self absorbed talking to myself
Live through saddness cradling my own body
you cant grasp
So hard to stay
when the person you love is at a confused state