Caricamento in corso...

Mountain of Loves and Regrets

I keep hearing all these voices
And I’m starting to think they’re right
It’s out of my control
I’m out of my mind
All along I’ve been seeking
All alone is well
And while you lay your body sleeping
I slowly waste in hell
It’s all in my head they say
So I keep pushing them all away
Because they really are in my head
And they plan to stay
Rustling leaves make my ears bleed
Sorrowful whispers make me laugh
A taste so bitter leaves traces of death
A taste so sweet makes me gag
And all I’ve ever wanted
I already had
But it’s too late now
It’s too late for that
I’m on a different path
I’m on another page
I’m on the highest mountain
I’ve reached the final stage
Through thick and thin
I’ve suffered within
Just to get to here
And the voices echoing throughout the air
The ones who’ve taught me not to care
Have also hurt me to where I can’t bare
Standing on top of the world
Standing on top of this mountain of everything I hold dear
I no longer feel pain
I no longer fear
The mountain is full of loves and regrets
And the cliffs’ points look awkward and bent
So I’ll come forward and vent
But no matter what
I won’t let you prevent
This
 
I’m now falling
Being thrown from my tower of shame
And I have no idea what comes next
What lies beneath the icy lake
But I do know I’m dying
I’ve been dead for so long
And instead of feeling anything
I know that I am strong
As I fall towards impalement
As I fall towards my doom
I feel nothing but happiness
For once I actually flew
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