have you ever carried the weight of another? for how long?
I spent a lot of time today reminising about the good times. while we've been apart, I've mostly focused on the bad. The way I feel is changing. Instead of seeing us as the present and the future, I now see us as what we are. The past. And I don't want or like it. Don't get me wrong, I'm not kissing you goodbye. I still miss you and think about you every day. I give and give. When are you gonna let me have something back? I cry and cry. When are you gonna let me smile again?
It's so hard. The days are long and the nights are uneasy. I feel change in the air. Fall currents are dragging this girl down.
I don't want you to forget (so remember when)
-you first asked to be mine
-late night phone calls
-your 21st birthday
-meeting at the fair
-the nights we weren't alone
-our first kiss
-our acid trip together.
there's so many more. don't you dare forget.
"X-Amount Of Words" Blue October
Relapse
Prevent trigger intent
Now drown
High strung
Say X amount of words
You're solar, bipolar
Panic disorder
Seems harder and harder and harder
Still you try to control it
You mold, you mold
Yeah you shape to mold
Oh you're bold you're bold
But your shape is bold
You're a symptom superficial
To what they call knowing you
Minus the speed,
Could you imagine the phobia?
Your brain is faulty wiring
the reason for tiring
Keep treating the curse,
Imagine the worst
Systematic, sympathetic
Quite pathetic, apologetic, paramedic
Your heart is prosthetic
A plate of quite peculiar
On a dish of my own
A tablespoon of feather
tickle me to the bone
Give me recipes for happy
with the chemicals gone
Drinking freedom from a bottle
to the tune of belong
I'm sick of shaking
never waking
from the hell I achieve
I never knew you till you left me
with the crying disease
Another curing, reassuring
way to buckle the knees
So mistreated, I repeated
Never blessing your sneeze
Now deleted and defeated
I will stand on my own
Yeah your memory that punches me
has broken the bone
Give me recipes for sorry
I'm admitting I'm wrong
Still your memory that punches me
has broken the bone
It's so hard. The days are long and the nights are uneasy. I feel change in the air. Fall currents are dragging this girl down.
I don't want you to forget (so remember when)
-you first asked to be mine
-late night phone calls
-your 21st birthday
-meeting at the fair
-the nights we weren't alone
-our first kiss
-our acid trip together.
there's so many more. don't you dare forget.
"X-Amount Of Words" Blue October
Relapse
Prevent trigger intent
Now drown
High strung
Say X amount of words
You're solar, bipolar
Panic disorder
Seems harder and harder and harder
Still you try to control it
You mold, you mold
Yeah you shape to mold
Oh you're bold you're bold
But your shape is bold
You're a symptom superficial
To what they call knowing you
Minus the speed,
Could you imagine the phobia?
Your brain is faulty wiring
the reason for tiring
Keep treating the curse,
Imagine the worst
Systematic, sympathetic
Quite pathetic, apologetic, paramedic
Your heart is prosthetic
A plate of quite peculiar
On a dish of my own
A tablespoon of feather
tickle me to the bone
Give me recipes for happy
with the chemicals gone
Drinking freedom from a bottle
to the tune of belong
I'm sick of shaking
never waking
from the hell I achieve
I never knew you till you left me
with the crying disease
Another curing, reassuring
way to buckle the knees
So mistreated, I repeated
Never blessing your sneeze
Now deleted and defeated
I will stand on my own
Yeah your memory that punches me
has broken the bone
Give me recipes for sorry
I'm admitting I'm wrong
Still your memory that punches me
has broken the bone