Counting Down
Anything I see is written out
Anything I feel is without a doubt
Scarred into my mind from what I’ve been
Stolen away from me, I should have seen
Knowledge of a lie, I’ll give to you
Knowledge at this time can’t get me through
Anger infected trust is my only love
Destroying everything and breathing rust
If you think you feel, I’ll step away
If you think I’m here, I’ll never stay
Holding you so close, I’ll give you up
Kill myself for love and what I’ve done
Everything I use will steal my heart
Everything I touch will fall apart
Always for myself no matter what
Always in the end, never the start
Decaying in a frame to give me time
Decaying in some pain to build a rhyme
Decaying in to you to drink this wine
Decaying is an essence of what was mine
Counting down
I don’t mind
Starting once again, I know I’ll find
Reasons to redeem and make me blind
Reason enough to take you one more time
Living to exist, though once I died
Counting down
Soon I lied
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