Love, Sick, Lies
one
day we walk hand in hand
the next day I’m the one you can't
stand
I tried to be the best man
but i can't take the lies
i
should just say goodbye
but i can't speak word
my heart can't
beat
i can't even move my feet
i feel so ill so i pop some
pills
i thought we could conquer any hill
but every time i
try to love you
all we do is fight
i just want what’s right
we been together for so long
we haven't always gotten along
but every time i sit i write songs
you’re in most of the
lines i write
without you here i can't think
without you my
heart sinks
but that's okay i love the way she lies
i guess
we both have love sick lies.
Pain killer
White
opaque walls
Each one a dose of reality
Punched in too many
times
The bloody knuckles serve as the reminder…
She
waits locked inside
Never letting me apologize
Shrugging it
off with black eyes
That look however hurtful, needs more
attention…
Pain killer
I know she’s begging for mercy
Love somehow defeats misery
Lets lay once more, and forget
this confrontation…
he wakes up from a dream
all he can
hear is her screams
they had an everlasting love
i guess now
you can say it's done
she should never had said hello
her
personality was bright as yellow
until he crawled into her bed
the lies twirled inside her head
now she lays covered in her
own blood
i guess she loves the pain
i was always there
yelling her name
but i guess she never felt the same
he
kisses her and promise to change
but she knew he never would
she
said she would leave
but i know she wouldn't even if she could
he became her pain killer
and i couldn't save her even if i
could...
Little blue pills
White
emptiness,
all noise fades away
Fuzzy vision
our eyes
bleed into popular culture
driven into us.
Brain
pulsating like a
wave washing in and out of the shore.
Our
fingers tap to the rhythm
set forth by a dictatorship government.
Every morning they slide so easily
down closed throats
and poison the stomachs of innocent bystanders.
Dissolving
into putrid acid coursing
through the veins of those sucked deep
into the lies fed through plastic tubes
into our unsuspecting
brains.
Memories soften at the edges leaving
holes where
politicians fill them with
falsifications that they help and will
change things.
Reality turns into fantasy,
fantasy turns to
reality.
Those pills are our demise,
those pills are our
lifelines.
i popped open the pills
now I’m running
up hills
taking my saving can't pay my bills
i hear voices
calling for me
the whispers become echoes
I’m lying in my
own shadow
my mind must be tripping
because i feel my time is
slipping
everyone is laughing pointing at me
who were they
wanting me to be?
the high way too strong
my mood changed now
we don't get along
i use to be able to write songs
now I’m
just trying to hit bongs
i never been the type to grip
i
never been an addict
now it's like i can't quit
even if my
life depended on it
i took one hit now I’m done
i got to
have those little blue pills
if i die you better hope you’re in
my will
cause this is something i can't let go
I’ll die
high or die trying
taking those little blue pills.