Woke up one day with a shadow on my back
Noticed silhouettes keeping me intact
No one should hold on to the past
If it means holding on to regret
Oh god please grant me the sweet relief of breath
I just need to get this off of my chest
Somehow I know Im destined to die alone
When love has turned my heart to stone
I can feel the devil on my back
Creeping up like a heart attack-attack-attack
He is the darkness inside my head
Telling me I am better off dead
Oh god won't you stand on my shoulder
Give me the strength to tear him asunder
Somehow I know I'm destined to die alone
I hope to be reunited with you soon
So tell me who wrote our play
Who wrote all the words I will say
Is is you or is it me
Who is the star of this story
Is it filled with cliches?
Will I die of a broken heart?
Was my life written out for me?
Do I have a choice?
What's my story?
Do I get to choose, who I fall in love with?
Do I have control of my own body?
Time will tell if I will be happy
Time will tell if I will sleep soundly
Time will tell
Time will tell
If we live together
And die alone
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