The Rapture Rebirths
I waited untill the day fell off
out of scene and out of tune
I sung so loud my last tear prayer to myself to relieve myself
but im afraid that this won't make me stay,without going insane
are we desperate to all follow along
the lines of the lonely and dreamy eyed holes
are we all playing make believe with ourselves or are we just really undone
why,I have found my own history to be complete so now I believe
I can finally fall fast asleep and finally breathe
Cant I change your mind this time,so suddenly you regret your notice of me
so what have I done to deserve this knife in my back
are you the one,you are unlikey to be saved
why can't you just turn away or should I just go and stay?
what if this world was a stange of it's own or maybe it's just as it seems.....
Copyright © Thomas Johnson Jr | Year Posted 2008
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