![]() ![]() Get the embed code Sadistik - The Balancing Act Album Eyes3.Ashes to Ashley (feat. Until I finally fall apart and then my confidence is breached Just to prove our engagements are solubleĪnd dance to the chorus when the rain hits the solitudeĪnother piece of me that feels but can't hurt It feels so temporary but she's telling me its alwaysĪnd I'd swim inside her blood for a fatal drop of hope I listen frantic to melodies of heartbreak She settles scores with this and I just sit enchantedĪs fireflies dance until her wish is granted In undecided fashion when weather storms emit Semantics passions practiced actions and thats it when I catch wind in an-ticsĮvery single night I pray my letters form a kissĪnd it blows through the wind until it rests upon her lipsĪ metamorphosis that the butterflies imagine ![]() When Im summonin' something abundant I'm lovin' instead of just runnin' awayĪ-way to look past this is gaze through look glasses When I do all the things that the fuck ups doĬome to another place, undo lovin' mistakes When I'm drinking 'til I puke without a single reason to I'm out of love and tired and I'm sounding uninspired Just to ink a song and singalong right here to sing to you On rum and cokes, I'm runnin' low on beer and weekend booze Peace of mind, if I fall in line and swallow pride I'll (choke) I'm not afraid to migrate and hide away aloneĪnd every single song I make is another piece of my I gotta find the time of day when I'm awake and no I've got a ghost, but he never stays in touchĪnother hole to dig and another grave to loveĪnother fifth is gone, another day that sucksĪnother dream is dead as the summer fades to dusk He always faced the ground, wrote it down in quotes and lyrics Hear the sounds, of a thousand broken spiritsĪ man who wouldn't lie and a crowd who won't endear itĬonfessions of a clown thats sounding so sincere when In a homicide, suicide I sing the ocean blues I swear to god that I felt the bullets too I think of Colepaugh taking his final breathĪnd the bullets that he lodged in David McDonald's chest Scratchin' pain poems in hallways I'm trapped in Journalist of worth, personality contortionist Reality's orphan kid, casualty abortion vict' Pride has flat-lined and my pedastol's at stake I better fold that ace, and find a past time When I'm hiding what I feel in a Texas Hold 'Em face Im neglectin' broken veins and the ventricles that break On my vocal chords where the great whites hide within I reach for great heights and play my violin Of stagefright, another playwrite dies again You don't have to try not to hang onto yourself.Tip your cups, to the late night writing binge It's as if my mind has a mind of its own, has a mind of its own.Ī declaration of endlessness, I swear I will not look back.Īs I return into the black, when the veil lifts, It'll wear you down through skin and bone, through skin and bone. But to the degree you resist the stream, then you notice that the current is rushing past you and fighting you. To the degree that you go with a stream, you see, you are still, you're flowing with it. Like the thaw against the snow into the undertow.ĭismantled piece by piece, what's left cannot decease.Ĭhange, and everything is change, nothing can be held onto. Only passing through, nothing left to hold on to. ![]() I will be consumed, returned into the Earth. ![]() (Let me live and die in peace, let me live and die in peace, let me live and die in peace, let me live and die in peace.) Dismantled piece by piece, what's left will not decease. ![]()
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