Only a familiar sound could wake me from the dead
But when I heard it it didn't save me like it'd said.
It was the best I'd seen since my 8th straight year.
It was the saddest I'd been since had this cheer.
Daylight bright, I know what is happening,
But its the dead of night and I can't do any saving.
I'm being pulled by two weights, in opposite directions,
I hadn't felt this bad, even when you had my affection.
As much as I'm lifted up, I'm three times as slammed down.
I'm transported back to that day, when I was to be saved by being drowned.
Haven't thought of that night with you both in such a long time,
But I guess it was bound to happen since I've lived this lie.
It could be the saddest night of my life so far,
But it gave birth to a few things, I hope will return me to par.
I never felt so alone as a flop floating through space
With an even more lifeless enemy at my side, like a straight race.
This is war, and I'm frontin' on the frontline.
Awe struck from the horror, but the horror is mine.
I'm fighting for both sides and I cannot move. .
These drops on my glasses till me I'm going to lose.
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