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I dreamed of a fever
One that would cure me of this cold, winter set heart
With heat to melt these frozen tears
And burned with reasons as to carry on
Into these twisted months I plunge without a light to follow
But I swear that I would follow anything
If it would just get me out of here
And so you get six months to adapt
And then you get two more to leave town
In the event that you do adapt
We still might not want you around
And I fell for the promise of a life with a purpose
But I know that that is impossible now
And so I drink to stay warm
And to kill selected memories
Because I just can’t think anymore about that or about her tonight
I give myself three days to feel better
Or I swear I’ll drive right off a fucking cliff
Because if I can’t learn to make myself feel better
Then how can I expect anyone else to give a shit?
And I scream for the sunlight or a car to take me anywhere
Just get me past this dead and eternal snow
Because I swear that I am dying, slowly, but it’s happening
So if there is a perfect spring that’s waiting somewhere
Just take me there and lie to me and say it’s going to be all right
It’s going to be all right, yeah, you worry too much, kid
It’s going to be all right
But what they’ve seen, but it wasn’t me.
It’s just some lie, they slept beside.
Yeah I kept this from them,
But I can’t keep this from you.
So will you look for me, in that strange bright place,
Where the statues bloom in the park.
They don’t need no brain.
Cause how I ever got to you, I have no idea.
It’s like some secret door, well it just appeared.
So, no matter what I do from now on with my time.
You will always stay here, in my mind.
I’m certain of this, and I’m not certain of anything.
So, I wanna get myself attached, to something bolted down.
So these winds of circumstance won’t keep blowin’ me around.
From when I land, to when I leave:
There’s not enough time, to sleep and sing.
I keep running around and all I want is to lay motionless.
So that’s how I learned the lesson
That everyone’s alone
And your eyes must do some raining
If you’re ever gonna grow
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