domingo, 24 de octubre de 2010

stone sour-bother



Wish I was too dead to cry
 
My self-affliction fades 
Stones to throw at my creator 
Masochists to which I cater 
You don't need to bother; 
I don't need to be 
I'll keep slipping farther 
But once I hold on, 
I won't let go 'til it bleeds 

Wish I was too dead to care 
If indeed I cared at all 
Never had a voice to protest 
So you fed me shit to digest 
I wish I had a reason; 
my flaws are open season 
For this, I gave up trying 
One good turn deserves my dying 

You don't need to bother; 
I don't need to be 
I'll keep slipping farther 
But once I hold on, 
I won't let go 'til it bleeds 

[Solo: Corey] 

Wish I'd died instead of lived 
A zombie hides my face 
Shell forgotten 
with its memories 
Diaries left 
with cryptic entries 

And you don't need to bother; 
I don't need to be 
I'll keep slipping farther 
But once I hold on, 
I won't let go 'til it bleeds 

You don't need to bother; 
I don't need to be 
I'll keep slipping farther 
But once I hold on: 
I'll never live down my deceit

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