Description: dedicated to her, who has haunted my thoughts anytime i try to be happy. I'm finished
I Don't Care; Just Do Something -------------------------------------------
question for you-
what makes it ok?
what makes you waking up ok?
why is it ok that you talk and talk?
why is it ok that we have to listen?
why is it ok when you lie?
oh yeah
because no one wants to bother
no one want to look
talk
speak
involve themselves anywhere near you
can't you see?
when the hands have been washed clean and the windows tint your face out
its time to go
time to back off
let the ground swallow you and i won't notice
let the sky smite you and ill turn a cheek
however
let you speak and i will weaken you with every ounce of humanity you've taken from me
i don't love you anymore
i don't like you anymore
in fact I can't stand you anymore
the only thing that there is left
is me waiting for the day you get the hint
maybe then you'll realise your technicolor bullshit doesn't belong here
time to move on
move out
move away