Aug 15, 2004 23:18
sitting in this room
no room in here
staring up at the ceiling
lost all feeling for you, for anything
these walls are closing in
your gone and i feel like ive lost my only freind
walking alone under streetlights
staying awake all these nights
these nights suck
im even thinking of you when im drunk as fuck
your gunna be in the back of mind
back there where everything that matters is stuck
swore it would be the last time
where ill just make up something and hope it rhymes
ill just remember these times
where everything went right
and you in my eyes was the only thing in sight
didnt care, no i didnt care if i was wrong, cause it felt so damn right
i feel you holding my hand,
mayb this is just my imagination
mayb im just dreaming
or the fact that im still puking
still in denial still talk to you in my sleep
im still fine here where ill get into fights with myself
theres nuthing ever here to call mine
playing in traffic has never been this fun
they said the fact i had lived had never been done
before
before sounds so much better than now
songs are fuin to write, some of this doesnt apply for me, but i put it in for effect.