Thursday, August 11, 2016

A Cold and Cruel World

Melancholy all the time
A tumor growing rapidly up and down my spine
Everyday it's the same old thing
I yearn for her voice and the peace it brings
Too fast or not slow enough
What can you do when the going gets rough?
I gave up hoping on the day I woke up
I gave up praying on the day I called God's bluff

All alone in the dark and there's no where left to roam
I yearn for a distraction but that's not the way it goes
I feel a tear running down my face but at least it doesn't show
I try but nothing changes and the world once again feels cold

I'm sick and tired of this fucking fight
I'm sick and tired of not knowing if I'm wrong or right
If I had friends, then where'd they go?
If my life serves a purpose then why won't it show?
Too bright or a bit too dark
My visions of Satan have never been so stark
Agonizing over all I've lost
I threw in the towel but at such a cost

All alone in the dark and there's no where left to roam
I yearn for a distraction but that's not the way it goes
I feel a tear running down my face but at least it doesn't show
I try but nothing changes and the world once again feels cold

You go on all alone
Live and die so alone...

All alone in the dark and there's no where left to roam
I yearn for a distraction but that's not the way it goes
I feel a tear running down my face but at least it doesn't show
I try but nothing changes and the world once again feels cold

All alone in the dark and there's no where left to roam
I yearn for a distraction but that's not the way it goes
I feel a tear running down my face but at least it doesn't show
I try but nothing changes in a world so blistering cold

In a world so blistering cold
In a world so blistering cold
In a world so blistering cold
Just do what you're fucking told



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