I love humans. Always seeing patterns in things that aren't there. ©
My life is a circle

No beginning and no end

It's always repeating

A trail I deffend



A misunderstanding

That can't be erased like a file

I've got all I wanted

But still I'm not satisfied



How far will I go to and search my respect and my pride

How long will I lie to myself about the privilege of my life

That turns around

'Till I Die

And take the dark

With me



Why am I sad when I have more that I ever had?



My life is too stable

I get no air

My jail is my skin

I'm false like a fable

That is being praised

For it's sinn



Once I am trying to follow the light then

The bitch grips my feet

Pulls me down, underneath



How far will I go to and search my respect and my pride

How long will I lie to myself about the privilege of my life

That turns around

'Till I Die

And take the dark

With me





И вот так оно и есть. именно такие песни наводняют весь день, когда ругаешься с матерью 24 часа в сутки и висишь на волосок от выселения из дома. А ведь как хорошо начинался нг.........

@музыка: Apocalyptica

@настроение: привыкшее

@темы: music, Депрессия