You can take my words however you want,
as happy or sad or downright jaded.
I don't care which, they are just words.
We all say words, most don't mean a thing.
You just decide which to hear,
which are worthwhile to you.
Hear me now if you want,
listen to my parting words,
my tribute to a dead world.
One day, we all die anyway
I am a lie.
For years I've tried
to be on the inside.
Forever I've wanted
to be someone else.
But I can't fool myself anymore;
I'll never be accepted.
Always on the outside,
desperately dreaming
I'd someday belong.
It isn't going to happen.
I don't know how to fit in.
I can't figure out to be like them.
I've tried and tried,
and it's never worked.
I've lied and pretended
I don't give a damn.
But you know what?
I do, I really do.
Split me open, watch me bleed;
It's okay, it's not like it hasn't been done before.
I'm a rag doll for their beating,
Just their personal whipping boy.
I'm the one they base their expectations on,
The child they take their mistakes out on.
I'm not allowed to be just me.
I can't, I'm their rag doll.
Shake me, break me, make me feel;
Pull me from this hollow hole.
I'm so sick of being here,
Of being their bloody rag doll.
^
Your hell is when you dream
and I'm awake.
Look into your heart
for I have none.
Find the answer you so desperately seek,
and maybe this deception will end.
You never chose to play this game,
and yet you pretend nothing is real.
I'm made of ice
and you pay the price.
Can't you see
that I'm here inside of you?
Can't you see
that I am you?
Skrevet d.
16. oktober 2004, 14:57
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