Thursday, February 10, 2011

Falling Apart

I'm feeling cold and disconnected from reality.
There is just no escape from this grey city.
I've slipped back into someone that I used to be.
And now all of these problems are weights on top of me.
(Chorus)
Its building and building up inside
Im falling apart
Its only a matter of time
Its falling apart
Its building and building up inside
Im falling apart
The pawn of an ambivalent tide
Its falling apart
How can I pull myself up without slipping?
I can't hold onto the surface, it keeps ripping.
Hanging on by the last threads, a tethered like.
If I don't pull up right now I am going to sink.
(Chorus)
Walking on a rotting fence
I wonder if before death the body becomes tense.

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