stop.
all the roads we have to walk are blinding.
maybe you're gonna be the one who saves me.
who am i to say this situation isn't great?
i am the luckiest.
all around me are familiar faces, worn out places, worn out faces.
going nowhere, going nowhere.
no expression, no expression.
i find it kinda funny i find it kinda sad.
they will see us waving from such great heights.
god himself did make us into corresponding shapes like puzzle pieces from the clay.
i wish i was special.
we need to concentrate on more than meets the eye.
black eyed angels swam with me.
you're turning into something you are not.
i just can't look it's killing me.
is it worth it, can you even hear me?
i wish i could buy me a spaceship and fly past the sky.
today it felt better, just knowing this matters, i just feel stronger.
a whole cup full of nothing for him to indulge.
what can i say to convince you to change your mind?
when you lay your head down how do you sleep at night?
everything in me between pluto and god, all is hell bent.
my walls are closing in.
why do the stars glow above?
i wish that i could find a way to smash my fist right through these walls of uglyness and emptyness and gently touch your face.
perfect was how i once described our love.
why do i feel a million miles away?
those dreams we left abandoned.
i'm haunted by your face and the memory of your kisses.
i remember never feeling so alive.
i die inside when i think of all the people i have damaged.
are you really happy?
is your life so much better now, or do those same old demons haunt your sleep?
you are everything, the only thing that matters.
i believe you thrive on misery.
i'm not going to look back.
and being caught inbetween all you wish for and all you see.
where is my mind?
if i find my own way...
how much will i find?
maybe you're gonna be the one who saves me.
who am i to say this situation isn't great?
i am the luckiest.
all around me are familiar faces, worn out places, worn out faces.
going nowhere, going nowhere.
no expression, no expression.
i find it kinda funny i find it kinda sad.
they will see us waving from such great heights.
god himself did make us into corresponding shapes like puzzle pieces from the clay.
i wish i was special.
we need to concentrate on more than meets the eye.
black eyed angels swam with me.
you're turning into something you are not.
i just can't look it's killing me.
is it worth it, can you even hear me?
i wish i could buy me a spaceship and fly past the sky.
today it felt better, just knowing this matters, i just feel stronger.
a whole cup full of nothing for him to indulge.
what can i say to convince you to change your mind?
when you lay your head down how do you sleep at night?
everything in me between pluto and god, all is hell bent.
my walls are closing in.
why do the stars glow above?
i wish that i could find a way to smash my fist right through these walls of uglyness and emptyness and gently touch your face.
perfect was how i once described our love.
why do i feel a million miles away?
those dreams we left abandoned.
i'm haunted by your face and the memory of your kisses.
i remember never feeling so alive.
i die inside when i think of all the people i have damaged.
are you really happy?
is your life so much better now, or do those same old demons haunt your sleep?
you are everything, the only thing that matters.
i believe you thrive on misery.
i'm not going to look back.
and being caught inbetween all you wish for and all you see.
where is my mind?
if i find my own way...
how much will i find?