- Apologies
I wake up to the same things, the same emptiness as yesterday. Well, I can't help but think my "glory days" have long since abandoned me. I've brought this on myself from wishing and hoping for someone to save me, to stop me from going under. I made a list of ways to take back those mistakes but when I read it back the whole page was blank. Either my pen ran out or there's just no way to apologize for wasted days. I fought long and hard to forget the past but with a broken heart and an empty flask I took the memories close and secure to my chest, then I cleared the dust from the shelves and I put them back. And we must all suffer the same fate because not everyone dies in their sleep. But what's worse than being alive and awake? And this is for all the broken heart-ed may our hearts hurt no longer...
- Closure
I'm giving back my lungs, I dont need them they'll be useless in time. And I'm giving back my heart it's empy and hardened from the trials of life. I'm worried sick I'll have the chance to be something only to watch myself fall again. And I'm ashamed of who I've become, beaten and frayed from nothing at all. I shake hands with the ghost of who I was, not missing a beat but missing the love. I tore off the silver lining, I closed the shades on my only ray of hope and when luck came though to find me, it simply told me that I'll be facing this alone...
- Dead Weight
I gave time six long years to mend and hem this fraying edge. But the more it catches up the more quickly I come undone. I sit alone with hope at a distance, I reach out my arms but there's miles between us. So I braced myself for the fall because I'd rather feel pain than feel nothing at all. Being numb to the symptoms of loss will render you useless and it will carry you off, dead weight and all used up. When I'm gone I will be forgotten.
- I've Given My All, Therefore I Have Nothing Left
Transparent. I am the ghost walking out of the door. Making plans I could never see through and promises I could never hold on-to. Everything I touch instantly falls apart. And the people I loved, they just played out their parts. I held the negatives up to the light and I searched for the smile I held back then. It's unclear whether I lost the will to fight or if I just found comfort in dying. And I'm sorry, I regret everything. For those I've hurt now its me who's hurting. I've been relying too much on who I was not realizing how hollow I've become.
- It's Only Getting Worse
This white flag that I raise will cover my insecurities. I made a record of my accomplishments, but the vinyl just kept silently spinning. The pressure of waking up seems too much. The pieces of this puzzle just won't match up. I'll take all these mistakes I've collected, I will take them, and I'll build a bridge just to watch it burn. Then I'll gather regrets and throw them in this growing heap
Of problems that are only getting worse. So I throw up my arms and retreat, fall to my knees and plead for the world to cave in on me. Nothing new, nothing changes
But my outlook on life keeps rearranging. Nothing new when the days just repeat I'll put my head in my hands and I'll admit my defeat.
- Lifelines
My head hangs
With disappointment at arm's length.
That feeling of losing your breath.
So I watched from afar,
As the knots slowly unwound,
I felt my smile fade forever.
We were once the sun
- Tidal Waves
I focused solely on this. I found hope, embraced it, then lost it again. I've learned that being lovesick is just like winning the lottery then dying. Everyone I've ever loved I've returned incomplete, they thought that they could find what they've been missing in me. But all they got was love lost. My emotions are streetlights at the break of dawn one by one they all shut off. I breathe in but I refuse to breathe out.