IâM SORRY IF YOU FEEL SOMETHING.
I saw you staring out of your own abyss again.
waiting for something youâre not sure even still exists?
donât be afraid to wonder, donât be afraid to be scared.
so I apologize if you feel something.
if I steal something, remember it was mine.
do you wanna start a cult with me?
Iâm not vibrating like I oughta be, I need a purpose.
I canât keep surfing through this existential misery.
but if I choose my words carefully⌠think I could fool you that Iâm the guru.
wait, how do you spell âepiphanyâ?
before the truth will set you free, itâll set you off.
youâre gonna lose the plot.
too late to tell you now, one ear and right out the other one.
cause all you ever do is chant the same old mantra.
could I have your attention, please?
itâs time to tap into your tragedy.
think you could use a new abuser.
but now youâre sinking, what were you thinking?
and I know this doesnât make a lot of senseâŚ
but do you really wanna think all by yourself now?
all Iâm asking for is a little bit of faith.
Iâve been climbing up the walls to escape the sinking feeling.
but I canât hide from the nihilist at my door.
it blossomed wit all the heart of a cold war.
Iâm a spirit in a tomb.
do you mind if Iâm exhumed?
iâm the ashes in the plume, Iâm the beggar in the ruin.
Iâm peaking out, Iâm burning up, Iâm shooting through.
Iâm only lonely for the truth.
paradise is in my soul, and Iâm terrified I canât get out.
Iâm lost in a labyrinth.
weâre all lost in a labyrinth.
sinking to the floor, I sink to the floor.
you were in my dream last night, but your face as someone elseâs.
you march in the dark, little lamb to the slaughter.
Yeah, okay, no itâs, thatâs fine.
I read a fun fact about the brain and how it starts to deteriorate when we get to 27 or whereabouts.
makes me sad, but if forgotten what Iâm on about.
and you canât sit there unless youâre righteous.
I wear a happy face like Iâm ed gein.
I feel all numb now, is that a feeling?
alone, getting high on a Saturday night.
Iâm on the edge of a knife.
nobody cares if Iâm dead or alive, oh, what a wonderful life.
oi, debbie downer, whatâs your problem?
donât wanna be here, still, call shotgun.
this is not a drill, no, this is the real world.
domesticated, still a little feral.
and itâs all gone wrong.
and one day this might hurt me less.
but everybody knows Iâm still down.
and hell yeah, Iâm the awkwardest.
I always knew this is gonna end in tears.
didnât think your wrists would keep a souvenir?
and I thought that I had heard it allâŚ
I know I said I was under your spell, but your hex is on another level.
and I know you could drag me through hellâŚ
but I hoped you wouldnât fuck the devil.
some people are a lot like clouds, you know? lifeâs so much brighter when they go.
you rained on my heart for far too long.
couldnât see the thunder for the storm.
cause I cut my teeth and bit my tongue till my mouth was dripping blood.
but I never dished the dirt, just held my breath while you dragged me through the mud.
I donât know why I tried to save you âcause I canât save you from yourself.
when all you give a shit about is everybody else.
and you just canât quit, why donât you deal with it?
I think itâs time to stop.
you need a taste of your own medicine, cause Iâm sick to death of swallowing.
watch me take the wheel like you, not feel like you.
act like nothingâs real likfe you.
so Iâm sorry for this, it might sting a bit.
and I spent too long in a place I donât belong.
but you wonât admit, why donât you get a grip?
cause you canât keep going on and on and on and on like this.
I think weâre too close for comfort.
so no, donât rock the boat and donât calm the storm.
god already gave you his answer.
blink, Iâm sorry, itâs over.
the whistleâs been blow.
leave a message after the tone.
cause itâs got my head running twenty-four seven.
I donât know if I can figure it out, itâs all messed up.
only one thing I know for sure, weâre all so full of sugar, honey, ice and tea.
donât move a muscle, no, we canât have a struggle.
but the âsituation is in controlâ, so play pretend that itâs all good.
you could tell the messiah that his pants are on fire.
I politely decline, I gotta go.
gotta stick my head in the sand and block out all the sadness.
and we all march on like we know the way to heaven.
who the hell died and made you the king?
we donât know what we want, but we know that we want it.
WHY YOU GOTTA KICK ME WHEN IâM DOWN?
I see you, you on the edge of your seat.
ainât you got someplace to be?
was hoping the suspense would kill you.
tell me, how would you begin?
watching and waiting to sink your teeth in.
come on and give me your expert opinion, ah- fuck it.
I settle down in a dump, heard a crown screaming âjumpâ.
they always wanna kick you when youâre down.
what the fuck have I done?
we just want your blood, you know we like you better im limbo.
so come on a take a shot, you just canât get enough.
donât let the fact you know nothing stop you from talking now.
âcause when all is said and done, my nameâs still on your tongue.
but tell me, why you gotta kick me when Iâm down?
you better pray I donât get up this time around.
and why you trynna put me in the ground?
donât you know Iâm a seed? I wonât stop at the roof.
go ahead, bury me; this is how I grow, itâs how I thrive.
yeah, I know itâs all in good fun, but donât say itâs coming from love.
what doesnât kill me, well, it better run like hell!
remember this line that you crossed.
know thereâs no turning back now.
oh god, what the fuck have you done?
I loved you like daughters, I loved you like sons.
donât try to fuck with me, donât you hide your love.
I didnât see it coming.
but I never had much faith in the universeâs magic.
till it pulled to that time and place.
when the floodgates opened, we cried an ocean.
it still has me chocking; itâs hard to explain.
I know you know me, you donât have to show me.
I feel youâre lonely, no need to explain.
so donât say you love me.
just let your heart speak up, and Iâll know.
no amount of words could ever find a way to make sense of this.
so I wanna hear your mother tongue.
and yeah, I could but punching.
but I always tend to fluctuate.
and I feel sick that Iâm buzzing, oh love, Iâm in trouble.
Iâm sorry, but you got me gushing all over the place.
but I think weâre chosen like our gates were woven.
and all of those bad choices were left turns on the way.
just minding my own meltdown.
it was then I heard the cannibals.
you got that something special, itâs now or never.
you know what we want, you should give it to us.
itâs now or never, but thereâs no pressure.
I tried to do a headcount but I cut off al the crusts
then they gut me like an animal.
Iâm afraid you donât love me anymore.
got my heart and my head all in the wars.
I DONâT KNOW WHAT TO SAY.
Iâll see you at the gates when it gets dark.
kill the angels if theyâre keeping guard.
how do I start when you donât know what to say?
no, I donât know what to say.
you said the worldâs already full enough of defeated people and you would not be one.
always a choice to move yourself along and find a better way.
and I hope thatâs where you are.
I saw the universe hidden in your heart, wish I told you this before it got too dark.
I can die, but I canât break.
you can rule, I wonât obey.
romaincrisis
blakekathryn
theartofmadeline
