There's Always A Dead Feeling
Moments that passed by to fast,
My thoughts, my vision kept looking into the past.
I believed in the phrase “forever”
fly high above the sky like a birds feather.
I don’t believe in anything anymore thanks to you
everyone’s the same like a fake tattoo.
There’s times were I think I’ve lost it all
I want to sleep never to awaken only by your call.
feeling imprisoned I want to be alone
I want to be the author with a quote that’s unknown.
the world to me is nothing,
people will stab you in the back there’s no one worth truly trusting.
why must I keep walking
my paths gone out without a warning,
I don’t want anymore more bad memory’s,
it’ll be a burden to carry them for centuries.
only death will purify my sins
then maybe my happiness will truly begin.
when I’m bad time goes by slow
my heart sits by a musical box but it doesn’t beat with the flow.
there’s always a dead feeling in a broken heart
I want to remember you as dead image not as a work of art
I want to forget when we said goodbye,
on that day a piece of me went on and died.
zombies without a purpose
we both seem to be so alive in the surface.
I often ask my subconscious
who will remember me if I fade into darkness?
