Laying on the ground,
Its two in the morning.
The winds have died down,
And in some way, I'm mourning.
Tar fills my lungs,
I can't help that now.
The taste is foul on my tongue,
Just like your name that I disavow.
The stars up in the sky,
Shed light on my darkness.
Just like all birds can fly,
But only to impress.
To show they're masters of their skill,
And I wish I could be one.
I wish to be up there, and feel the thrill,
But as I'm about to soar, you cease my run.
So I lay here alone, broken and bruised
I always try to pick myself off the dirt,
But you always refuse.
You keep me down here, so I can hurt.
You keep me down here, so you can fly.
But hold on to your wings,
Cause ****** I am going to survive.
Apr 26, 2010
Apr 26, 2010 at 9:27 PM UTC
Laying on the ground,
Its two in the morning.
The winds have died down,
And in some way, I'm mourning.
Tar fills my lungs,
I can't help that now.
The taste is foul on my tongue,
Just like your name that I disavow.
The stars up in the sky,
Shed light on my darkness.
Just like all birds can fly,
But only to impress.
To show they're masters of their skill,
And I wish I could be one.
I wish to be up there, and feel the thrill,
But as I'm about to soar, you cease my run.
So I lay here alone, broken and bruised
I always try to pick myself off the dirt,
But you always refuse.
You keep me down here, so I can hurt.
You keep me down here, so you can fly.
But hold on to your wings,
Cause ****** I am going to survive.