Mortal Games..........
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im laying alone in a ring of fire
found myself here burning with desire
staring at the spiders tearing up the insides on the ceiling
im about to kill the heart you tryed stealing
imagining blood spill and morbid images
dont know why my life is cursed to this
or why this life was destined to exist
haunting memories and lives flashing before my eyes
insanity caused by bitches and your unforgiven lies
they say im disturbed
and maybe i am
i love the graveyard, but i dont give a damn
my life is nothing but a movie
as i watch myself being controlled by whats inside
hearing earsplitting screams of murder inside my head
razor blades are my new best friends
they slice my skin apart
they help me disect my veins
i add to the fun as i force nails into my wrists
burning hatrid speaks to me
ill torture myself untill expiration and extinction
i look into the puddle of blood
see my reflection?
im loving the sight, tortured bones and flesh
yet i hate it, because its all i am
im smiling on the inside as i spew out blood
they say im disturbed
and maybe i am
i love the graveyard, but i dont give a damn
my life is nothing but a movie
as i watch myself being controlled by whats inside
in my head, i can hear myself scream
fantasizing about sewing my own neck's seam
living in my dark shell, the world outside so mean
rain is hitting off the window
my heart is dying cuz i want u to know
how iv hated myself so
since i discovered you were letting me go..
i do you remember...
everytime i attempt to escape
i fall back in
life is a mortal game..why try?
you can never win
found myself here burning with desire
staring at the spiders tearing up the insides on the ceiling
im about to kill the heart you tryed stealing
imagining blood spill and morbid images
dont know why my life is cursed to this
or why this life was destined to exist
haunting memories and lives flashing before my eyes
insanity caused by bitches and your unforgiven lies
they say im disturbed
and maybe i am
i love the graveyard, but i dont give a damn
my life is nothing but a movie
as i watch myself being controlled by whats inside
hearing earsplitting screams of murder inside my head
razor blades are my new best friends
they slice my skin apart
they help me disect my veins
i add to the fun as i force nails into my wrists
burning hatrid speaks to me
ill torture myself untill expiration and extinction
i look into the puddle of blood
see my reflection?
im loving the sight, tortured bones and flesh
yet i hate it, because its all i am
im smiling on the inside as i spew out blood
they say im disturbed
and maybe i am
i love the graveyard, but i dont give a damn
my life is nothing but a movie
as i watch myself being controlled by whats inside
in my head, i can hear myself scream
fantasizing about sewing my own neck's seam
living in my dark shell, the world outside so mean
rain is hitting off the window
my heart is dying cuz i want u to know
how iv hated myself so
since i discovered you were letting me go..
i do you remember...
everytime i attempt to escape
i fall back in
life is a mortal game..why try?
you can never win
As a wise man walks through the sands of time... He asks himself "Is it 'God' I'm trying to find?...or myself?"
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And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
You know whats funny? This song is on my mind today and I have no explanation why? (like wtf- where is this coming from, you know?)
Bob Dylan
Simple Twist of fate
They sat together in the park
As the evening sky grew dark,
She looked at him and he felt a spark tingle to his bones.
twas then he felt alone and wished that he'd gone straight
And watched out for a simple twist of fate.
They walked along by the old canal
A little confused, I remember well
And stopped into a strange hotel with a neon burnin bright.
He felt the heat of the night hit him like a freight
train
Moving with a simple twist of fate.
A saxophone someplace far off played
As she was walkin by the arcade.
As the light bust through a beat-up shade where he was wakin up,
She dropped a coin into the cup of a blind man at the gate
And forgot about a simple twist of fate.
He woke up, the room was bare
He didnt see her anywhere.
He told himself he didnt care, pushed the window open wide,
Felt an emptiness inside to which he just could not relate
Brought on by a simple twist of fate.
He hears the ticking of the clocks
And walks along with a parrot that talks,
Hunts her down by the waterfront docks where the sailers all come in.
Maybe shell pick him out again, how long must he wait
Once more for a simple twist of fate.
People tell me its a sin
To know and feel too much within.
I still believe she was my twin, but I lost the ring.
She was born in spring, but I was born too late
Blame it on a simple twist of fate.
~~