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Only In Death
If I were to realize what I had only in death, would you hold it against me?
Death. Metaphor for hitting bottom. Hitting Bottom. Metaphor for reaching the point of loss where you are numb to everything. Nothing matters anymore, nothing hurts you, and nothing makes you happy.
Its coming soon
Hitting bottom is
I feel it
Head to toe.
It starts with that emptiness
Feeling of being empty, incomplete, void of something.
That dullness
Emotions aren’t felt, colors aren’t vivid. Everything’s the same shade of grey.
The completeness fades away and then
Finally what was left is gone.
It pummels you head first
Hitting bottom now.
And I’m the fly
Hitting the windshield.
You can’t wait can you?
You can’t wait until I hit bottom.
You love it, you can’t wait
You cant wait to see me like this without you.
But she was so young they’ll say
Friends, family.
I’ll be lying on the floor
Not really.
Face down
In a sense.
Get that cocky grin away from me
I hate that grin. It makes me miss what I had.
I’ll scar
I’ll give in and you’ll hurt me again.
Stop staring, you know you blind me
Blind me so all I can see is you.
You just cant wait
You cant wait until I hit bottom. You like the power you have over me.
Yeah, me neither
I cant wait until I hit bottom. That way nothing will affect me. No more hurt.
The panic is coming soon
I’m scared and excited at the same time.
Not yet, but I’ll look for it because
It hasn’t come yet, but I’m tired of waiting so I’ll try and make myself hit.
Its hard to feel
And I forget all the bad times
Its hard to feel anything when you cant see
Cause you make me forget
You blind me and you can’t wait
You know you can make me forget, and you cant wait to see what I’ve become without you.
I’ll be blinded on the floor
After I hit bottom you’ll come back to make me forget
You’ll think I’m lifeless
You’ll think its too late, you’ll think I’m done with you
You think my stubbornness beats you
You think I’ve already made up my mind
But my ambition gets the best of me
My ambition to not give up and try to be happy again.
Damned ambition, I only asked to be whole again
My ambition to have you again, in order for me to be happy.
You can’t wait until finally I get it
Again, you cant wait to see what I’ve become without you.
I’ll be face down on the floor
After I hit bottom
And I’ll grab you for protection
When you think I’ve made up my mind, I’ll surprise you and want you back because I want things to be the way they used to be.
If I fell again I’d pray for you to catch me
If I ever started fell towards hitting bottom again I’d come to you.
But you destroy me
But even though you make me forget about the bad, I remember eventually
And now I’m the fly
And now I’m the fly against the windshield.
Wedged between concrete and all the good times
I’ve finally hit bottom and all I can think about is what used to be.
And you cant wait
You know the pattern.
It’s funny cause, this isn’t about what happened in the past. It’s about what’s going to happen.
If I were to realize what I had only in death, would you hold it against me?
Death. Metaphor for hitting bottom. Hitting Bottom. Metaphor for reaching the point of loss where you are numb to everything. Nothing matters anymore, nothing hurts you, and nothing makes you happy.
Its coming soon
Hitting bottom is
I feel it
Head to toe.
It starts with that emptiness
Feeling of being empty, incomplete, void of something.
That dullness
Emotions aren’t felt, colors aren’t vivid. Everything’s the same shade of grey.
The completeness fades away and then
Finally what was left is gone.
It pummels you head first
Hitting bottom now.
And I’m the fly
Hitting the windshield.
You can’t wait can you?
You can’t wait until I hit bottom.
You love it, you can’t wait
You cant wait to see me like this without you.
But she was so young they’ll say
Friends, family.
I’ll be lying on the floor
Not really.
Face down
In a sense.
Get that cocky grin away from me
I hate that grin. It makes me miss what I had.
I’ll scar
I’ll give in and you’ll hurt me again.
Stop staring, you know you blind me
Blind me so all I can see is you.
You just cant wait
You cant wait until I hit bottom. You like the power you have over me.
Yeah, me neither
I cant wait until I hit bottom. That way nothing will affect me. No more hurt.
The panic is coming soon
I’m scared and excited at the same time.
Not yet, but I’ll look for it because
It hasn’t come yet, but I’m tired of waiting so I’ll try and make myself hit.
Its hard to feel
And I forget all the bad times
Its hard to feel anything when you cant see
Cause you make me forget
You blind me and you can’t wait
You know you can make me forget, and you cant wait to see what I’ve become without you.
I’ll be blinded on the floor
After I hit bottom you’ll come back to make me forget
You’ll think I’m lifeless
You’ll think its too late, you’ll think I’m done with you
You think my stubbornness beats you
You think I’ve already made up my mind
But my ambition gets the best of me
My ambition to not give up and try to be happy again.
Damned ambition, I only asked to be whole again
My ambition to have you again, in order for me to be happy.
You can’t wait until finally I get it
Again, you cant wait to see what I’ve become without you.
I’ll be face down on the floor
After I hit bottom
And I’ll grab you for protection
When you think I’ve made up my mind, I’ll surprise you and want you back because I want things to be the way they used to be.
If I fell again I’d pray for you to catch me
If I ever started fell towards hitting bottom again I’d come to you.
But you destroy me
But even though you make me forget about the bad, I remember eventually
And now I’m the fly
And now I’m the fly against the windshield.
Wedged between concrete and all the good times
I’ve finally hit bottom and all I can think about is what used to be.
And you cant wait
You know the pattern.
It’s funny cause, this isn’t about what happened in the past. It’s about what’s going to happen.