12/07/2011

coming undone



Trigger between my eyes
please strike
make it quick now

since I was young
I've tasted sorrow on my tongue


choke, choke again
I find my demons were my friends
getting me in the end, 
they're out to get me
that's right, deliver it to my heart
please strike, be deliberate




keep holding on
while my brain's ticking like a bomb
guess the black thoughts have come
again
to get me

wait, I''m starting to suffocate
and soon I anticipate
I'm coming undone...what looks so strong, so delicate



I'm trying to hold it together
head is lighter than a feather
looks like I'm not getting better

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