Wednesday, September 22, 2010

it's all inside of me

what a beautiful world, so fragile and fertile
pain feel the void, when boy met girl
he's a puppet to nature, one year later now
so deeply and sickly in love, it makes him hate her
the average romanticized american relationship, sinks capsize
when either side becomes a slave to it
conditioned, dependent, afraid to be alone
he needs that feeling that he can't create all on his own
he despises the fact she has a life outside of them
it drives him crazy to think she's not insanly consumed with him
give her the guilt trip
and maybe she'll quit livin to stay behind these prison walls
and lose all individualism
well this is happiness, masochistic torture, plagued by the decadent, craved for affection
the needle digs deep to push contenment through his blood stream, it drowned now - hollow
the pothole of a junkie
if he could only hear her sing he wouldn't wanna break her wings
but emptiness has such a warm subtle sting
she makes up for what he lacks - trapped
he can't imagine life without someone like that

what a beautiful world, emotionally destroyed
her became plural, when girl met boy
between several breakups and plenty relapses
routine read comfort led to serious attachment
now every once in a while she forgets to breathe
terrified of losing him, paradise is misery
too much faith in the lifesaving knight in shining armour
now what knight's noticing - the scar she can't hide any longer
but they were her story way before he was
it's grouse hope to think that he would feel such deep cuts
at first it felt so right but after one too many fights
he turned out that hallway light and all the wonder turned to spite
so they sleep in the same bed with guns to each other's heads
dead the romance, boiling the blood that painted roses red
suffering from post-honeymoon's disease, leeched to his whole existence
to die if he decides to leave
addicted to the way she feels when they spend time together
detouring the now in a childish attempt to find forever
despite the fact they hold eachother heart-to-heart
you can't be that close to somebody without being so far apart

eyedea & abilities - paradise