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The Doppler Effect
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life is a constant battle with myself
my thoughts are an abandoned highway
opening chapters never meant to see the light of day
choking on the shattered shards of a fatal car crash
a fading heartbeat. the passing of sirens.
where did all those sunny days in July run off to with our smiles?
unable to cope with a breath taken to soon.
breaking down in tears for years at a time.
if only your ghost would haunt me i might feel reassured
but the truth is the sound of your voice like everything else fades with time
the sun sets and rises and i am forced to move on
until i relive your last seconds through my own eyes
and i'm still wondering why
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this social awkwardness has left me paralyzed
the morning star slips under cover behind grey clouds
and i shortly thereafter follow
as the thunder roars and the rain brings with it floods
it drags my soul into soil so i don't waste this earth anymore
if you'd only see me the way i see me
maybe you'd understand why i hate the way i am
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i haven't had a dream in a whole fucking year
i've been plagued nightly by nightmares
i keep replaying the moment you died
i wake up sweating and begging for me to follow you
but what else should i expect from this life
when each day the wound gets worse than the last?
seven years shattered in seven fucking seconds
i'm holding on to fond memories
though i know they can't stay forever
cause i'm getting old so fast
and the same cruel earth awaits me
when she drags me in
i'll raise my fist to the rotting sky
and curse this wasted life
whispering better luck next time
i cannot be anything but a human being
so don't expect anything more from me
"I once battled in dark alleys for a laugh.
now I'm not laughing.
I splash myself with oil and wonder,
how many years do you want?
how many days?
my blood is soiled and a dark angel sits in my brain.
things are made of something and go to nothing.
I understand the fall of cities, of nations.
a small plane passes overhead.
I look upward as if it made sense to look upward.
it's true, the sky has rotted:
it won't be long for any of us."
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