Mar 01, 2005 17:26
"Pressed"
You stay around, because you feel stretched
You act like him, every movement is pressed
Your right beside me, crashing down
You look at how I feel, You peel away
Your nothing to me, it becomes more then
what it was meant to be
You put me through misery, you hate me
I’m your authority
Out more, shown on the floor
Light pressed, you are blessed
loose your breathe, in the capture
you should find your nerve
everything isn’t sure
your not really there, your lying above
it all, your climbing for a greater fall
I see you walking, stare back at me
fading into the lines, of disparity
lying, because you don’t feel strong
dying because, the thoughts you consider
are falling back, wasting of the shit you lack
No answers because your motionless
no worries because your lost and buried
no bodies around, feel pressed against this
is it you, or is it the way you feel
varied of it all, curried and lost, of all
pain, your sharing, the hate builds up
and pulls you in, nothing to over come
it’s the liars that have a better chance
to win.
Same things that are there, nothing to over
come, I’m lost and you are scared.
Hiding behind a hand made mask
shining of the pain that last
Glowing in severity, pushing away everyone
full of insecurity
You are the source at which I seek
You are the force that makes me think
you are everything, that I could ask for
you are the laughter, my fears look after
your not build up, to my needs
your to much greater, it’s so much better
if you were to leave.