Emergency.mp3 - Paramore
Can I slide in to speak?
Say my word?
Empty my chest?
I've had this little ball of frustration just
chillen there for the past few months, and I've
looked past it everytime I had to focus on
what's real, or no I'm sorry, what we're pretending
to be real, like those times, you know?
Ha, it's all stars
and quotes, and lyrics
to some song we never
heard, because we could
never listen to it.
Does this make sense?
Oh yeah I forgot, Decode.
If you thought I'd leave then you
were wrong cause I wont stop holdin' on.
Stop listening to me.
Stop worrying that you're
putting me down, because you
should already know? right?
maybe it's me? maybe I'm
different, maybe I've changed
maybe, .... idk?
I've left my only pardon
somewhere down the road.
This is so familiar, it's
smells the same, it tastes
the same it feels the same.
I need to watch my steps before
I take too many at one time.
I see these kids walking around
clinging, locking, looking, loving.
and at some point, shouldn't you wonder
well, what's wrong with me?
why am I so slippery?
why do I do this to myself?
then pour it onto others?
why do I worry so much?
why do I pull so much?
why do I ask for so much, without physically
asking?
why don't I ever think?
why do I think too much?
why is it so hard for me to losen this clutch?
why is it so hard for you to speak up?
why is it so easy for me to stand here?
why is it so easy for you to walk away?
why do I ask these questions knowing there
are no answers?
Wth is wrong with me?!
why is it always me?
why am I always cying
why am I always wanting you here
why am I always hesitating to finish your paintings?
why am I so stupid?
Cause I've seen love die, way too many times, when it
deserved to be alive, I've seen you cry way too many
times when you deserved to be alive.
why did I?
why didn't I?
-Vulnerable.
Friday, September 18, 2009
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