boring-bex
English
Bonjour:-) / / I really like writing, but I often get stuck for ideas and inspiration. / Bring Me The Horizon, You Me At Six, Biffy Clyro, Lower Than Atlantis, Twin Atlantic, Max Helyer, Matt Nicholls, F.R.I.E.N.D.S, Two And A Half Men and Skins. / / www.supportingdaisywalsh.co.uk / www.sowhoskeepingscoreonwhoisawhore.tumblr.com / / x
My secrets are burning a hole through my heart
And my bones catch a fever
When it cuts you up this deep
It's hard to find a way to breathe
Your eyes are swallowing me
Mirrors start to whisper
Shadows start to see
My skin's smothering me
Help me find a way to breathe
Time stood still
The way it did before
It's like I'm sleepwalking
Fell into another hole again
It's like I'm sleepwalking
I'm at the edge of the world
Where do I go from here?
Do I disappear?
Edge of the world
Should I sink or swim?
Or simply disappear?
Your eyes are swallowing me
Mirrors start to whisper
Shadows start to see
My skin's smothering me
Help me find a way to breathe
Seeing as time stood still
The way it did before
It's like I'm sleepwalking
Fell into another hole again
It's like I'm sleepwalking
Wake up!
Take my hand and
Give me a reason to start again
Wake up!
Pull me out and
Give me a reason to start again
Time stands still
Time stands still
Your eyes are swallowing me
Mirrors start to whisper
Shadows start to see
My skin's smothering me
Help me find a way to breathe
Time stood still
The way it did before
It's like I'm sleepwalking
Fell into another hole again
It's like I'm sleepwalking
Time stood still
The way it did before
It's like I'm sleepwalking
All Credits to Bring Me The Horizon.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lir3dzYIhz0
Apr 13, 2013
Apr 13, 2013 at 5:42 PM UTC
The little coffee shop at the end of the road,
The one where you can take off a load.
Where you can have a drink with a mate,
Whether it be early or late.
The little coffee shop at the end of the street,
The one where the staff are so kind and sweet.
You can drink lattes and a hot cappuccino,
And read books like Jane Eyre and Oh, Romeo.
The little coffee shop at the end of the lane,
A little escape so hard to explain.
So quiet and almost forgotten,
Slightly rustic and misbegotten.
Don't judge a book by its cover,
Because maybe you'll find a sweet place.
Where you can be free to yourself
And with that, be able to embrace.
Apr 13, 2013
Apr 13, 2013 at 5:39 PM UTC
Practice what you preach
and never retain a speech
for my love for you is eternal
twisted and sempiternal.
Forgive me my wrong
and understand love will prolong
the way I'll forgive you
and fix it to be new.
But without you, my dear
the message becomes clear
the only thing I fear
as I walk this very pier,
I won't forget about what we were
even though it sometimes is a blur
I love you for being you
your hair, eyes, mouth, all too.
Apr 13, 2013
Apr 13, 2013 at 7:15 AM UTC
*just pretend to me that you're slightly interested in who I am
who I was
who I will be*
*just lie to me
sweet talk me
because I never want you to forget about me*
*let's just pretend that everything is alright
nothing is broken
in or out of sight*
*and we'll follow the path through the forest
until we come to an end
because it's easier to forget
than it ever will be to mend*
Apr 13, 2013
Apr 13, 2013 at 7:04 AM UTC