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Serenading This Dead Horse
Fall to your knees, fall to your weakness
It has become your standard
Consuming every word
Meaningless words form meaningless sentences
Where is the message? Or the progress?
I will separate the past from the past
I will not repeat the same mistakes as we used to
Shed another tear as I stab you in the chest
With pieces of MY broken heart
Fuck your broken heart
HOW CAN you let this die?
Let this die
This bandwagon's on it's last leg
How long will I beat this dead horse?
I have no compassion as a witness to your demise
Yes, she does bleed
Color me misery
Yes, she does bleed
Color me beautiful
Fall, fall to your knees
Shake the hand of repetition slow
Serenade me with a love song (bullshit)
Tragedy of emotion barely breathing
Yes, she does bleed
We don't dance anymore
Yes, she does bleed
I don't love anymore
*lyrics edited to fit my need*
Grain Of Salt
Another day passes by.
Another attempt at love remains unrequited.
Why do I even bother?
I should have learned from the past.
I am but a statue, impervious to love.
This punctured heart is mine,
Becomes a handful of dust.
Dust. Hope has now wilted away,
Wilted. Along with these dreams
That became emptiness.
A final exit becomes clear, I am self destructive.
A product of this solitude, I am riddled with shards.
One simple wish now dies.
Was my request so great?
One simple wish now dies.
Once again I drown in its denial.
Was it so complicated?
Once again. I've been spit upon.
Taken with a grain of salt, my life is
Fall to your knees, fall to your weakness
It has become your standard
Consuming every word
Meaningless words form meaningless sentences
Where is the message? Or the progress?
I will separate the past from the past
I will not repeat the same mistakes as we used to
Shed another tear as I stab you in the chest
With pieces of MY broken heart
Fuck your broken heart
HOW CAN you let this die?
Let this die
This bandwagon's on it's last leg
How long will I beat this dead horse?
I have no compassion as a witness to your demise
Yes, she does bleed
Color me misery
Yes, she does bleed
Color me beautiful
Fall, fall to your knees
Shake the hand of repetition slow
Serenade me with a love song (bullshit)
Tragedy of emotion barely breathing
Yes, she does bleed
We don't dance anymore
Yes, she does bleed
I don't love anymore
*lyrics edited to fit my need*
Grain Of Salt
Another day passes by.
Another attempt at love remains unrequited.
Why do I even bother?
I should have learned from the past.
I am but a statue, impervious to love.
This punctured heart is mine,
Becomes a handful of dust.
Dust. Hope has now wilted away,
Wilted. Along with these dreams
That became emptiness.
A final exit becomes clear, I am self destructive.
A product of this solitude, I am riddled with shards.
One simple wish now dies.
Was my request so great?
One simple wish now dies.
Once again I drown in its denial.
Was it so complicated?
Once again. I've been spit upon.
Taken with a grain of salt, my life is