a short drive with turns unexpected
protected by the sun
washed up like a bottle
follow me through this daylight
we'll stay until the end of night

fear strikes from behind
along the seams I dream
the real you, this fraudulent alibi
alone with the sounds of a crash
I'm stuck here in your arms

to think or to choose . . .
an investment to lose
not a smile for the day
rerouting to my homeland
where you'll be waiting, I pray

Dark and senseless
It all seems endless
Where frozen memories abide
Entering the lives of the unborn
A patch of emotional stability
To keep her sane til night
She's clothed in white
Knowingly guilty but she tries to hide
Colored with doubt,
The memories play out
Not a single scene she remembers

people and their ideas
they write about them
they write like these ideas are so important
but the truth is that people write because they think they're different
revolutionary
we know you don't care about your life's work
it's alright,
all your wasted time.
I'm just glad it was you and not me
because you think you're the only one
who said the end could be more
than decaying, corruption, and fear
you say what it is and isn't,
what the hell it should be
what the hell HELL should mean
death comes for us all sonny
and your ideas will die
with your body
but does the soul live on?
maybe write about that. BOOM

let's act like it's all okay
for I cannot thrive without you
although I am proud of who I am,
I'm sorry for not feeling the way I want to feel.

I'm sorry for not loving you anymore.

no one can fill this space you create
a cure for my loneliness
a distraction from pain
(so come back to me, come back to your girl)
I'll tell you how I feel if you provide what I need.

it's a shame you can't be perfect for me,
please just adore me like I've asked you to.
and my sobbing *** would kiss your face,
every time you muttered "goodbye."

I'll shiver with you against this cold

you laugh like you're mine, but it's just not our time
my mind has been betraying me.
my mind has a habit of betraying me.
and I still belong to you,
so teach me how to erase your memory
when I'm out of the loop on your life

and these drunken decisions haunt me in segments.

I'm hopeless for the future
and it's all because of you
deceit is a skill, and I'm willing to learn.

I'm surprised at my own indifference
when something so real becomes distant
my friends turning into strangers
my nights turning into days.

I long to dance in your world,
to feel the solemn comfort of your arms around me
but I can't seem to find the line between the good and the insane.

I've cried tears of pain in your absence
leaving me with no person to turn to

[ I've found a rebound, it feels like I'm dream-bound
a more painless route for my heart to depart
I can't bear the pain a second time around ]

hookup with a looker
I can't do it anymore
unfulfilled and out of time.
thinking meaningless things matter.
making time for purposeless friends.
I can't sleep 'cause this brain of mine is on overdrive

craving a smoke to forget you
hoping your heaven is full of debris
when I'm left to myself, that's when I'm free
and I'm star-kissed under the moon

I was in love, I was abandoned.

to be in love, to be abandoned.

to be consumed by a brand new best friend,
you've swept me off my feet, and I know you will never let go.

retreat to beat the heat
returning to those who hurt
reliving a past of misery
to escape a future of pain
one more sad feeling to gain
happiness is in the arms of the lover
but to me, focusing my gaze on the corner of a window
in balance, in trust, careful hover
stand back as the payment is made
confusion beyond thought
at a loss, but I'm grounded
locomotion, no emotion
a stare and a laugh, oh please!
only a con... a tease.

sometimes I feel like my heart is too heavy for my friends.
and they'll share with me their worries, their mistakes and their regrets.
and all I can feel is a weight that pulls on my chest,
unsure of whether sincerity overrides a word of encouragement,
for their sorrowful and underdeveloped conscience.
would I be better off if I pretend,
do you think?
if instead of sinking softly into my own skin,
I laugh and complain and play the part of a woman?
sometimes I feel like I am a separate species.
a societal defect placed among faces of similar prose and behavior.
is it possible that my worth is immeasurable in this small town?
that in another environment, much more simple than this, like a vast plain filled with opportunity and potential for deliberateness, I could thrive off of the thoughts my own brain creates?
somewhere where I wouldn't relate to anyone anyways, but it wouldn't matter, because there wouldn't be anyone else around.
I work hard to avoid indulgence in senseless behaviors.
I once thought about carrying around a tape recorder throughout my day,
just to prove the meaninglessness of the conversations I am trapped into overhearing.
and maybe then I could finally find someone,
to understand these selfish urges that wash over me to abandon all the people I hold closest to me and start fresh.
I don't know where this longing for a partner comes from, as I have always been more on the introverted side, never taking seriously my disappointment when a friendship fails.
after all, I have myself to handle.
most days, my heavy conscience is enough to bear, and I treasure the fact that it is my burden.
a burden is a bit harsh, I admit. my conscience is like an animal, something to train and teach how to properly react to various stimuli.
the difficulty comes with my uncertainty in these areas,
as even I do not truly know what is best for me.
this world can be lonely,
disappointing and it leaves me confused.
sometimes I accept that only I will be able to fully decipher the scenarios and fleeting thoughts that run through my head.
and the loneliness slips by,
and I'll remember that I am my own species,
unable and unwilling to adhere to the desires of this small town and all of it's superficial faces,
because in the end, there is me, and there is only me.
and I will always be the only person who is really there for me.

don't be fooled by a timeless illusion
it's possible that, in the absence of culture, there is enough time to change a perspective
these rhythms make my head spin
scattered confetti in place of tired eyes
as the road swerves, not the driver
desperately praying to remove all thoughts and replace them with song
In theory, it works, but it won't ever
take my body to a permanent venue
a flowing lake overtaken by drowning flocks

don't feel bad.
they don't care about you.
half of them are drugged.
I won't give up on you.
we don't need anyone.
we have each other.
when you go home, feel no pressure.
just enjoy the air!
have fun!
they'll miss you.
this is all a part of detachment.
you don't want them to get used to you!
do what you want.
stay. leave. doesn't matter.
you're already going to hurt people.
try not to hurt yourself.
you're the only one who has the power not to hurt you!
isn't that amazing?
isn't that enough?

Today
And today
and tomorrow & today & everyday
I will be
Oh
I will be
Today & tomorrow, everyday, today, tomorrow
I will be
And I will have
I will be & I'll have everyday for the rest of all the days
Tomorrows that there are
I will have
Today, days on days
Yesterday, today, tomorrow
It will be
The greatest day
A good day to have a day
And a night to wish tomorrow all away
Oh
I will be
I'll be today, tomorrow, everyday, today, tomorrow
'Til it's gone

what can you do? what can't you say?
when I ask you
but all you do is pray
and leave me here to toss and turn
not alone but feeling hollowed out
I'll pray for a different day

thank you for teaching me
that love is not pain
i don't need to hurt
to be close to you

i've spent my time
rebuilding what i thought was mine
and destroying what i've gathered
from you

you waited for me
in anxiety and ease
knowing that the world
would bring us together, if it should

the things i picked up
were hard to erase
the belief that real love felt like
i was never the one who gained

thank you for making me feel
like i am someone, already

the breath that transports you to places of amusement
a slim figure, with hooded eyes that seek
lying to me through his teeth, showing affection

an easy way to confuse
someone who leaves you feeling used
maybe I initiate for the sake of lost time
and the moments I'll cease to remember

I'd trade my world for another catch
of your eyes already on mine
reluctant but simultaneously obsessed with us
the more I study, the more is forgotten
the more I see you, the more the earth pushes

deadweight happiness under a sheath of promises
travel back, taste the magic of reality
that stings your tongue, symmetric with my ballad
sing softly, don't refuse

to invent excusable outcomes
new man? new problems
awaiting me when I come home
can't I just blend forever
into the back of this car seat
maybe so then quiet can fulfill
attending false needs
and rectifying foreign relations
which never resembled harmony.
you lay out the floor plan
address solvable issues
but perhaps I'd rather rely
on the uncertainty a nighttime friend delivers
so I'll stay out here
among creations of another king
until the choir softens
leaving fate to determine
upon further mystery.

Venus returns to my heart once again
Lovers before we had the chance to be friends
As the stars rip their holes in the open night sky
So you've ripped a hole in this poor faultless soul
I've heard of your hell, but I've lived in your heaven
Call me a breathing home for your poetic projections
Let me become your burden
Let me be all your songs
When you say that it's you
But I know that it's not
I'll nurture your being and await your return

I've been a shadow for too long.
I know all your feelings, the thoughts that you have.
It's time for the day to notice the way
I've lingered and want to be heard.
You're lucky to live in the realm of the real
and dress in the warmest of dregs.
How those ******* are like flowers
and curves like a road,
Oh, I laid with you when you thought you were alone.
I'm your honey, sweet darling
that you've never yet seen.
And I'd die over seven, a million times
Just to feel you, the warmest of skins.

Donne moi du temps
Mais fais le pas durer pour toujours
On a reçu la même opportunité
Mais je te laisse l'avoir cette fois
Juste rencontre moi là
Trente secondes jusqu'à quatre
Je me placerais dans tes rêves
Et te donnerais le goût de la liberté
Peut-être que je peux changer ton avis
Peut-être que tu changeras le miens

they can keep me away, but they can't keep me far