Through crooked teeth and mouthed up ties.

May 22, 2008 17:51


I want to stay as close to the edge as I can without going over.
Out on the edge you see all kinds of things you can't see from the center.

The whole problem with the world is that fools and fanatics are always so certain of themselves, but wiser people so full of doubts

hello to a broken world that has gone on without you
in twenty years you haven't found any evidence of truth
i don't blame you for questioning why people fall in love
its all the things you were taught to run from

Aren't we so good at holding on to the past?
If we weren't speeding, I'm sure we wouldn't have crashed.
Under the influence of our shallow lust;
I know we should be careful but that won't happen to us.
Love is a second, third, fourth and fifth shot. God knows I need it.
Oh and you are too much like a drug to me.
No longer what I want,just what I think I need.
Why would I leave when I could waste away with you?
Less concerned with what I'll find than what I could lose...
It's easier to look down than to look you straight in the eye.

There is no order in the world around us,
we must adapt ourselves to the requirements of chaos instead.
It is hard to adapt to chaos, but it can be done.
I am living proof of that: It can be done.

Diamonds in the hillside, they're sparkling for me
But upon a closer look, those diamonds all were crooks
They were just stealing my heart
Stealing my heart from you
Cherry blossoms blooming on a late afternoon
There's a melody I hear, but it still is quite unclear
A lazy eye swallows me whole
I'm standing on thin ice again
Then I changed for the world.
And I wear it so well.
Did I change for the worst?
Only time will tell.

Maybe we like the pain. Maybe we're wired that way. Because without it,
I don't know; maybe we just wouldn't feel real. What's that saying?
Why do I keep hitting myself with a hammer?
Because it feels so good when I stop.



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