A target all too small

Mar 15, 2006 10:08

I'm spinning around
but what am I supposed to see
everything is blurred
and everything you say hurts

I don't really know what the fuck I'm doing
I just know where I'm supposed to end up

It stops for a second sometimes
it's nice to see my good side
the last time I remember
it was before christmas

Now I'm counting on you May
you usually do the trick
put some brakes on this facade
and bring me back to wholesomeness

I want to feel love like I never have
and feel happiness all day
But most of all I want this loneliness
and vacancy to go away

My heart is a desert
or it took a vacation
either way I'm broken
and the doctor is the disrupter
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