Tomás Esteves @ 00:00

Sab, 13/02/10

Wish I was too dead to cry,

As self-affliction fades.

Stones to throw at my creator,

Masochist To which I cater.

 

You don't need to bother.

I don't need to be.

I'll keep slipping farther,

But once I hold on,

I won't let go 'till it bleeds.

 

 

Wish I was too dead to care,

if indeed I cared at all.

Never had a voice to protest,

so you fed me shit to digest.

I wish I had a reason,

My flaws are open season.

For this I gave up trying,

One good turn deserves my dying.

 

 

You don't need to bother.

I don't need to be.

I'll keep slipping farther,

But once I hold on,

I won't let go 'till it bleeds.

 

Wish I'd died, Instead of lived.

A zombie hides my face.

Shell forgotten with its memories;

Diaries left, with cryptic entries.

 

 

And you don't need to bother,

I don't need to be.

(I don't need to be.)

I'll keep slipping farther,

But once I hold on,

I won't let go 'till it bleeds.

 

You don't need to bother.

I don't need to be

I'll keep slipping farther,

But once I hold on,

(Once I hold on!)

I'll never live down my deceit.....

 

 


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