it's hard not to hate.
people, things, institutions, when they break, your spirit takes pleasure in watching you bleed, hate is the only feeling that makes sense.
but i know what hate does to a man. tears him apart, turns him into something he's not, something he promised himself he'd never become ...
that's what i need to tell you, to let you know how hard i'm trying not to cave under the weight of all the awful things i feel in my heart.
sometimes my life feels like a deadly bullet in the act. what i feel against what i should do. impulsive reactions racing to solutions miles ahead of my brain ...
when i look at my day i realize that most of it was spent cleaning up the damage of the day before. in that life i have no future, all i have is distraction and remorse ...
i buried my best friend last night, maybe in my memories, maybe in the mud
as cliche it sounds, i left a part of me in that box
a part i barely knew
a part i'll never see again
everyday is a new box
you open it take a look at what's inside
you're the one who determines if it's a gift
or a coffin ...
people, things, institutions, when they break, your spirit takes pleasure in watching you bleed, hate is the only feeling that makes sense.
but i know what hate does to a man. tears him apart, turns him into something he's not, something he promised himself he'd never become ...
that's what i need to tell you, to let you know how hard i'm trying not to cave under the weight of all the awful things i feel in my heart.
sometimes my life feels like a deadly bullet in the act. what i feel against what i should do. impulsive reactions racing to solutions miles ahead of my brain ...
when i look at my day i realize that most of it was spent cleaning up the damage of the day before. in that life i have no future, all i have is distraction and remorse ...
i buried my best friend last night, maybe in my memories, maybe in the mud
as cliche it sounds, i left a part of me in that box
a part i barely knew
a part i'll never see again
everyday is a new box
you open it take a look at what's inside
you're the one who determines if it's a gift
or a coffin ...