The story so far:
"My book of lyrics" -> (6 skipped) -> "chapter 2, section 5" -> "chapter 2, section 6"
ch. 2, prt. 7: isn’t it odd
by dr3arms
isn’t it odd
theres a lightpost over there
in the middle of the snow
and I’ll stay there
as to let you know
and theres something more
to me then meets the eye
isn’t it odd
that this life should pass me by
this is the law of the loveless
the ever present truth
so excitable
and yet I feel for our future
the kids are some what in the catchers mit
there nothing wrong with this
I’ve come always expect
disapointment
in my ever present trails of faith
but this time
my rareforms
gone because I waited
too long
for the wrods to come out right
I am the reason
everythings wrong
yet I am
so much better
I am the reason everythings so wrong
but I can’t take my hands off the crowbar
in the fight against my darkest fears
of such a fight
I can’t win alone
I need this heart that you give to me
of free will
nothing more then just a sentry
a guard for nothing more
then I can spare
I live for the birds
in the air
but theres something more
no reason
to execute
the world once more
and though the truths precieves me
and though I think the days in need of me
I am the warrior
I am the dust and bones
I came back to life
to disect this throne
which everyone but me
has to sit in
I’m so useless
I always seem to fit in
I will relive my memorys
to search for the guilty partys
in which I screwed myself over
I’ll live forever
just need to drink the potion
which I bled in
my tears so red
It’s insane
my life half over
but the pain still hurts
isn’t it odd
that this is our world
I feel for the future
I know the time and the days
and so I send you this last tome
of my only remembered days...
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