Stitch me together
before I fall apart
I cut myself open,
(the first time)
I made friends with something sharp,
because something dull
just made me exasperated,
so I needed something sharp
to bleed out all the pain,
It inundated
the floor
then I'll wash away the hurt
that I still felt after...
I made friends with something obsolete
that I used to know
before it died
because I thought I was grown-
up, now I look back upon it
and I miss it more
than words could ever show
but I gave it up
a long time ago,
and those were the days
I wish I could change
now every second passes
faster than they used to
those were the days
I wish I could change
now every year passes
faster than they used to
Change of heart
but it feels the same
my old feelings
still remain
I am what I am
I accept my regrets
and they haunt me all the time
I miss what I've missed
I regret not being there to know
why I really exist
I lost my old life,
kissed my dreams goodbye
What's a dream worth saving (anyway)?
I made friends with insomnia
now I can't sleep,
I can't even dream anymore,
because my goals aren't worth achieving
that's what everybody tells me,
well, I guess everyone was right,
and I know,
I'm not as perfect as you are-
in your mind
I'm grasping the air up there,
because I'm way down here,
I'm nowhere near fine
Change of heart,
but it feels the same,
My old feelings
still remain
and I am what I am
I accept my regrets
and they haunt me all the time
I miss what I've missed
I regret not being there to know
why I really exist
I lost my old life
I hate the alternative,
I just needed some positive encouragement
Then,
I made friends with only thoughts
because nothing's real anymore,
because I don't feel anything anymore,
I said I'd die trying
but I tried dying,
I attempted in every way...
to save my life
Stitch me together
after I fall apart
I cut myself open,
I made friends with something sharp again
because something dull
just kept me so desolate,
so I needed something sharp
to kill all of my pain and it did,
Then I fell 6 feet underground |