For the record, i didnt write this because im depressed, im fine
people make too many assumptions. I was just feeling inspired, and this all kinda came out of that happy inexplicable place in my head. I like that place.
This pleasure, this pain
Reflections of the chains that bind me
The prison in my mind
Reflections on the sword that holds me to the ground
This is my double edged sword.
It consumes my very existance in this battle for self control.
The first is my weapon as I wage war on life.
The second is my guilt as I wage war on myself.
My one and only redemption
Is knowing the hand that feeds the fire
Thats biting at my heels
The hand that holds the sword
That keeps me on my knees
Is my own hand, my flesh my bones
My own prison for my self inflicted crimes
The reflection on the blade is me
But I see your face there too
So hello pretty how are you?
Won't you come out today and play?
We'll have some fun, we'll call some names
And i'll destroy myself again...
Just to make it new
This pleasure, this pain
Reflections of the chains that bind me
The prison in my mind
Reflections on the sword that holds me to the ground
This is my double edged sword.
It consumes my very existance in this battle for self control.
The first is my weapon as I wage war on life.
The second is my guilt as I wage war on myself.
My one and only redemption
Is knowing the hand that feeds the fire
Thats biting at my heels
The hand that holds the sword
That keeps me on my knees
Is my own hand, my flesh my bones
My own prison for my self inflicted crimes
The reflection on the blade is me
But I see your face there too
So hello pretty how are you?
Won't you come out today and play?
We'll have some fun, we'll call some names
And i'll destroy myself again...
Just to make it new