Old Gray

Pulpit
I have been waking up with blood in my mouth most days Choking on the metallic taste that coats my tongue Can't remember if I promised today would be the last, if so I lied That infinitesimal moment of my true thoughts will fade Overcome by my need for you I am a lie. I am a sickness I am decaying I feel the life pouring from my veins As I so feverishly try to shock life back into them The way you so effortlessly did Maybe I should just end this here I wish that the promise of learning From their example would die on my lips So that my words bear weight again My sanity won't let me count how many I've lost Content only counting hours Carefully planning, facing no aspect of life As beautiful as this hole is, I need to climb out SongtexteThe first time i contemplated death, I was 13 Took a knife from my kitchen counter I did not know hot to perceive this After eight, nine years of dealing with these thoughts I couldn't comprehend why i was feeling this way For the longest time i contemplated death as the only escape And the only way to make myself rid of the feelings i have felt I've lost to many friends to feel that way anymore To know that my life is not a continuation of theirs So i sit at home, and i waste away And i grow tired of the things i love Aus Songtexte Mania