It don't matter...
Sittin' in traffic another day of feelin' nothin', tryin' to find somethin', I guess it's back to huffin', paint and model glue how I die when I look at you smilin', lovin' life, and all I know is blue, rainy days and cold stares, broken love affairs, everything's beautiful, as long as I ain't there, I guess wasn't meant to crack a smile, who cares? I think I'll go to sleep for a while...
I'm barely livin' in my skin, depression's my only friend, and I don't know where I am headin', tryin' to forget where I been, and I'm so sick of lyin', God please show me that silver linin', cuz I've heard tell, and I'm not well, my head's full of hell and this world's a jail but...
And it don't matter and I don't care, I let my pain into the air, cuz everything good's over there, and everything here's hard to bear, but it don't matter and I don't care, I let my pain into the air, cuz everything good's over there, and everything here's hard to bear...
And as the pain begins to displace, had it to ear level with this place, you see it on my face a state of suspended grace, gradually I erase, and find comfort in the sickest womb I might be present but not in the room, to whom it may consume, melting ensembles bleeding cellos running through bordellos drama like Othello hidin' out from Poncharello dead off in the median, fallin' apart like usual handin' out flyers to my funeral...
And so they say that life's a play, and that all the world's a stage, then for another part I pray, the show ends the same way everyday, and my heart carries the pain, of a brain I can't explain, am I insane? Am I insane...?
And it don't matter and I don't care, I let my pain into the air, cuz everything good's over there, and everything here's hard to bear, but it don't matter and I don't care, I let my pain into the air, cuz everything good's over there, and everything here's hard to bear...
And everything good is gone...and everything good is gone...and everything good is gone...and everything bad is here...and everythign bad is here...and everything bad is here...
It doesn't really matter now, does it?
And it don't matter and I don't care, I let my pain into the air, cuz everything good's over there, and everything here's hard to bear...
-"It Don't Matter", Rehab (Southern Discomfort)
A song to express how I feel sometimes...no cause for alarm. You should really listen to it...it's sad, but beautiful at the same time. Just felt like sharing. Goodnight. :)