trees in fast motion are like spirits disappearing off to where ever they're meant to be.

(a.b)

it's kind of strange
when the news of a loved one passing
is less painful than the news of a loved one moving on

(a.b)

is it wrong that when you hugged me good night i got butterflies and they haven't gone away since, is that wrong?
is it weird that i haven't seen you in a year and haven't thought about you more than three times since, but now i can't stop, is that weird?
is it unusual that i'm very very thrilled that i get to see you every morning and every night and everywhere in between for the next few weeks, is that unusual?
is it strange to say that i think i may love you, is that strange?

(a.b)

as i sit,
sit and wait
sit and think
sit and deprive myself of humanity,
which doesn't exist any longer,
i start to question why
why did all of this happen
why now
why me
but then i remembered,
i'm a **** up and thats why

(a.b)

you looked me in the eyes
you apologized
you call me beautiful
you called me baby
you told me you missed me
you told me you were sorry
you held me tight
you wouldn't let me go
just like my feelings for you
which have started to grow

(a.b)

i will never forget,
always regret,
and wish we never met.
you were nothing but trouble,
and left nothing besides ruble.
you were always so mean,
and never wanted to be seen,
with me.
why didn't i see,
then, that you weren't any good?
i guess i never fully understood,
how much trouble you were, until now,
but i will no longer let you bring me down.

(a.b)

one cut
two cut
three cut
four
cut until i am no more

five cut
six cut
seven cut
eight
starve until it looks like i never ate

nine cut
ten cut
eleven cut
twelve
grab the gun and turn to helve

thirteen cut
fourteen cut
fifteen cut
sixteen
i'm starting to forget all that i've seen

seventeen cut
eighteen cut
nineteen cut
twenty
i believe i have lived plenty

twenty-one cut
twenty-two cut
twenty-three cut
twenty-four
i am no more

(a.b)