I could have told you all that i loved you.
Fuck you. Fuck the world. Fuck everybody else. Everything sucks and nothing ever gets any better. Right now nothing in this sick joke of a world is beatiful everything is tainted and unpure and i hate all of it. Everybody is so fake and i fucking hate it. Im so tired of this world and the stupid fucking people who inhabit it. GODAMMIT I HATE THIS.
Im sorry if all this comes as a shock as I am having a pretty crappy day for some reason sorry before hand if any of you take this to seriously.
And in this life like weeds, you're just a rock to me
I could have told you
all that I love you
And in the places you go, you'll see the place where
you're from
I could have told you all that I love you
And in the faces you
meet, you'll see the place where you'll die
I could have told you all that I
love you
And on the day that you die, you'll see the people you'd met
I
could have told you all that I love you
And in the faces you see, you'll see
just who you've been
I wish I could have told you all:
In this life like
weeds, eyes need us to see
Hearts need us to bleed, in this life like
weeds
You're a rock to me
I know where you're from, but where do you
belong?
In this life like weeds, you're the dirt I'll breath
In this life
like weeds, you're a rock to me
All this talkin' all the time and the air
fills up, up, up
Until there's nothin' left to breathe
And you think you
feel most everything
And we know that our hearts are just made out of
strings
To be pulled, strings to be pulled
So you think you've figured out
everything
But we know that our minds are just made out of strings
To be
pulled, strings to be pulled
All this talkin' all the time and the air fills
up, up, up
Until there's nothing left to breathe
Up until there's nothin'
left to speak.
Up until the better parts of space
Im sorry if all this comes as a shock as I am having a pretty crappy day for some reason sorry before hand if any of you take this to seriously.
And in this life like weeds, you're just a rock to me
I could have told you
all that I love you
And in the places you go, you'll see the place where
you're from
I could have told you all that I love you
And in the faces you
meet, you'll see the place where you'll die
I could have told you all that I
love you
And on the day that you die, you'll see the people you'd met
I
could have told you all that I love you
And in the faces you see, you'll see
just who you've been
I wish I could have told you all:
In this life like
weeds, eyes need us to see
Hearts need us to bleed, in this life like
weeds
You're a rock to me
I know where you're from, but where do you
belong?
In this life like weeds, you're the dirt I'll breath
In this life
like weeds, you're a rock to me
All this talkin' all the time and the air
fills up, up, up
Until there's nothin' left to breathe
And you think you
feel most everything
And we know that our hearts are just made out of
strings
To be pulled, strings to be pulled
So you think you've figured out
everything
But we know that our minds are just made out of strings
To be
pulled, strings to be pulled
All this talkin' all the time and the air fills
up, up, up
Until there's nothing left to breathe
Up until there's nothin'
left to speak.
Up until the better parts of space