Apr 29, 2008 14:36
I see it slipping, just like before
Limp and lifeless spread out on the floor
The blood is draining, leaving just a corpse behind
Cold and pale against the grime
Last time I tried
I tried
I tried
Last time I failed
I failed
I failed
The noose fell when the corpse did
And so it goes
Asleep at the keyboard
Waiting for strike three
So I can finally say goodbye
Because I know it's coming
I see it slipping, just like before
But I always seem to come back for more
If not blood then tears
But this time you can't use my fears
I've got my table reserved
Because your chair was undeserved
Asleep at the keyboard
Waiting for strike three
So I can finally say goodbye
Because I know it's coming
And so it goes
And so it goes
And so it goes
(This is not a song, so don't look for it, I made it on my own.)