Post by liquidpromise on Sept 28, 2006 5:59:49 GMT -6
You don’t want to know the truth
Hidden behind your lies
I am willing to call a truce
Our lives not yet synchronized
What do you want from me?
I am laying here confused
An impartial given unto your needs
Half the effort, another heart refused
How do you see yourself?
When you can’t even look me
A battering of selfishness
Keeps you from the need to grieve
The old self stripped away
Finding out that even you can bleed
Distorted versions of the self
There’s no chance in hell, you’ll receive your wings
An angel you can play
While the devil crawls under your skin
I should leave now, but I won’t
I am wrapped up in you, let the games begin
When I look at you
I see a little boy
Whom has been forgotten
I can see the pain in your eyes
Deep pools of cerulean blue
You capture the essence, immortalized
Visibly shaken and bruised by your own deeds
The reflection of how you use to be, horrifies
Just in time for you to peel away the old skin
Shedding this useless past life; overly glorifies
For you now, a new beginning
Indulge your self to life’s meaning …
A target for reckoning, through your own surmise
Hidden behind your lies
I am willing to call a truce
Our lives not yet synchronized
What do you want from me?
I am laying here confused
An impartial given unto your needs
Half the effort, another heart refused
How do you see yourself?
When you can’t even look me
A battering of selfishness
Keeps you from the need to grieve
The old self stripped away
Finding out that even you can bleed
Distorted versions of the self
There’s no chance in hell, you’ll receive your wings
An angel you can play
While the devil crawls under your skin
I should leave now, but I won’t
I am wrapped up in you, let the games begin
When I look at you
I see a little boy
Whom has been forgotten
I can see the pain in your eyes
Deep pools of cerulean blue
You capture the essence, immortalized
Visibly shaken and bruised by your own deeds
The reflection of how you use to be, horrifies
Just in time for you to peel away the old skin
Shedding this useless past life; overly glorifies
For you now, a new beginning
Indulge your self to life’s meaning …
A target for reckoning, through your own surmise
