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"Stories"
by: Trapt
I found a line and then it grew
I found myself still thinking of you
I felt so empty and now I'm fine
But still it's burning when will you be mine?
Too much of the same stories in our lives
I think its time for change, don't you?
Too much of the same stories in our lives
I think its time for us to walk away from here
Stories in our lives, we keep them all inside
Stories in our lives, we keep them all inside
Look at me, still in your mind
Our memories, so intertwined
Well you broke through, you found your way
And so did I, no need to stay
In the same old picture, tried and true
We've been through that, let's look for something new
Too much of the same stories in our lives
I think its time for change, don't you?
Too much of the same stories in our lives
I think its time for us to walk away from here
Do you remember lying on the beach so late at night?
Do you remember running through the sprinklers that night?
Do you remember all the songs that I have wrote for you?
All the songs that I have wrote for you
For you
I remember the way you made me feel when I was with you
I remember the smile that always brought me back to you
That look in your eyes,
I never thought that this could be untrue
That look in your eyes,
I never thought that this could be untrue
Untrue
Too much of the same stories in our lives
I think its time for change, don't you?
Too much of the same stories in our lives
I think its time for us to walk away from here
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Entry:
I think it's all time we moved on a little bit. I think we've all been moving forward without really moving on. & I'm tired of hopelessly moving, I want motivation to change.
No point in being nostalgic about the past...we've all changed, we all miss it, but it's not like we could call our old friends up & expcet the old times to still be alive & well.
I wish sometimes things could be simple again, but now i'm on the outside.
I've noticed lately, that i've done so much for others in aims to make THEM happy, & usually that makes me happy, but that's just added stress to me. I'm not dealing with MYSELF I'm dealing with others. I need to start worrying about my happiness & not everyone elses.
I can't help it sometimes though, it's kind of like when you were a kid & you saw a bird with a hurt wing you just wanted to help nurse it back to health & stuff. That's kind of how i am. When I see someone I think needs help I just want to reach out & help & usually it gives me that innersatisfaction knowing I did good. But lately it's done nothing but hurt me.
It's draining me of everything I am.
I'm tired of doing things for others KNOWING I won't get the results back.
As much as I believe in Karma...I ask myself all the time what I did so wrong to deserve to feel like I do more than others.
It's like life likes to take huge shits on me, & I am forced to just sit by & act like it doesn't suck.
I'm tired of being so strong & working hard just so whatever good I do is looked over & ignored.
It's only when you mess up that people care.
People remember the negative things people say, moreso than they remember the positive things.
That my friends...is human nature.
by: Trapt
I found a line and then it grew
I found myself still thinking of you
I felt so empty and now I'm fine
But still it's burning when will you be mine?
Too much of the same stories in our lives
I think its time for change, don't you?
Too much of the same stories in our lives
I think its time for us to walk away from here
Stories in our lives, we keep them all inside
Stories in our lives, we keep them all inside
Look at me, still in your mind
Our memories, so intertwined
Well you broke through, you found your way
And so did I, no need to stay
In the same old picture, tried and true
We've been through that, let's look for something new
Too much of the same stories in our lives
I think its time for change, don't you?
Too much of the same stories in our lives
I think its time for us to walk away from here
Do you remember lying on the beach so late at night?
Do you remember running through the sprinklers that night?
Do you remember all the songs that I have wrote for you?
All the songs that I have wrote for you
For you
I remember the way you made me feel when I was with you
I remember the smile that always brought me back to you
That look in your eyes,
I never thought that this could be untrue
That look in your eyes,
I never thought that this could be untrue
Untrue
Too much of the same stories in our lives
I think its time for change, don't you?
Too much of the same stories in our lives
I think its time for us to walk away from here
__________________________________________________
Entry:
I think it's all time we moved on a little bit. I think we've all been moving forward without really moving on. & I'm tired of hopelessly moving, I want motivation to change.
No point in being nostalgic about the past...we've all changed, we all miss it, but it's not like we could call our old friends up & expcet the old times to still be alive & well.
I wish sometimes things could be simple again, but now i'm on the outside.
I've noticed lately, that i've done so much for others in aims to make THEM happy, & usually that makes me happy, but that's just added stress to me. I'm not dealing with MYSELF I'm dealing with others. I need to start worrying about my happiness & not everyone elses.
I can't help it sometimes though, it's kind of like when you were a kid & you saw a bird with a hurt wing you just wanted to help nurse it back to health & stuff. That's kind of how i am. When I see someone I think needs help I just want to reach out & help & usually it gives me that innersatisfaction knowing I did good. But lately it's done nothing but hurt me.
It's draining me of everything I am.
I'm tired of doing things for others KNOWING I won't get the results back.
As much as I believe in Karma...I ask myself all the time what I did so wrong to deserve to feel like I do more than others.
It's like life likes to take huge shits on me, & I am forced to just sit by & act like it doesn't suck.
I'm tired of being so strong & working hard just so whatever good I do is looked over & ignored.
It's only when you mess up that people care.
People remember the negative things people say, moreso than they remember the positive things.
That my friends...is human nature.