Lost in my mind in my body in my soul,
I don't know what I want anymore, but isn't that how the world crumbles
I need people in my life. Friends, lovers, enemies, anything.
Feeling like **** is still a feeling, and boy am I swimming in it.
Maybe my prospects are potential crutches for me, letting me move forward.
Why should I help myself when I can instead help others?
How can a businessman expect to succeed when his heart speaks louder than his mind?
Let me swim in a sea of tears, drown in a river of blood.
When did I become such a broken, sad man?
Simpler times call for simpler pleasures, of which I have neither.
Breathe into me the spirit of life and watch me choke on it and perish.
Bottle up your feelings and put them on a shelf for everyone to see.
Drink out of the bottles and think fondly of those memories.
Oct 12, 2014
Oct 12, 2014 at 8:36 PM UTC
Lost in my mind in my body in my soul,
I don't know what I want anymore, but isn't that how the world crumbles
I need people in my life. Friends, lovers, enemies, anything.
Feeling like **** is still a feeling, and boy am I swimming in it.
Maybe my prospects are potential crutches for me, letting me move forward.
Why should I help myself when I can instead help others?
How can a businessman expect to succeed when his heart speaks louder than his mind?
Let me swim in a sea of tears, drown in a river of blood.
When did I become such a broken, sad man?
Simpler times call for simpler pleasures, of which I have neither.
Breathe into me the spirit of life and watch me choke on it and perish.
Bottle up your feelings and put them on a shelf for everyone to see.
Drink out of the bottles and think fondly of those memories.
