Decay - Sleepless
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We haven't met, lately, I doubt myself,
and everything around me in my private hell.
The snake in my house made it time to sell,
at least deprived my brain of it's primal health.
Stuck here going mad with thoughts,
will you turn me into us, or a laughing stock?
Silence, rather have me shot,
I wanna be a part of you and the plans you got.
The lyrical manifestation of you ends tonight,
not even sure now of which syllables to emphasize.
Not even sure if your heartbeat was ever ment for mine,
not even close to understand what I have yet to find.
Back of while the liqour's erasing the scenes,
I'm sick of feeling that I'm constantly chasing a dream.
To tired now to contemplate or to bother,
the Rubicks cube is where you left it in a chaos of colours.
I haven't slept, lately, I hate us both,
'cause I cannot think straight so you take control.
Thoughts blocked, put the snake on hold,
I can only speak up when the stage unfold.
Stay strong, face the spiders,
I cannot begin to paint words in the pace I write her.
Do I believe I could stay beside her,
that I in my mind solved the Dorabella cipher?
Nothing poetical about it, I'm chasing a high,
I felt close to you, but I was obviously wasting my time.
I do not feel resent, I feel great I'm alive,
I am not committing suicide, I'm just faking a try.
Back off while the drugs are changing my brain,
making me restrain the memories, also maybe insane.
In a way strange, I thought you were scarring me deep,
maybe it is fading 'cause it feels like I'm falling asleep.
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