Tuesday, November 14, 2006

GREY... As a soul

I m not here to define myself today but to question you. Question you about all the things you have done and the crimes you have committed. Why do you inspire me? Why are you forced to make me write hell make me feel. I don't want to feel anymore. I don't. I just fuking don't. Let me lay I this dump I used to call my life. I forgot how to smile and let me be the way I was. Words. Songs. For me they have became a way of life. A religion I sway my head to without realizing how it changes me and morphs me into an immortal dying to get out of this. Even though I feel alive I don't want to. Take me back to the days when I was grey. A part of the concrete jungle. I don't want to be different. Go and play your flute somewhere else. You ain't getting paid and don't hope I will do that.

To MJK

Swaying my head to Blue by APC

"Blue"

I didn't want to know
I just didn't want to know
Best to keep things in the shallow end
Cause I never quite learned how to swim
I just didn't want to know
Didn't want,
didn't want,
Didn't want,
didn't want

Close my eyes just to look at you
Taken by the seamless vision
I close my eyes,
Ignore the smoke,
Ignore the smoke,
Ignore the smoke
Call it aftermath,
she's turning blue
Such a lovely color for you
Call an aftermath,
she's turning blue
While I just sit and stare at you
Because I don't want to know
I didn't want to know
I just didn't want to know
I just didn't want

Mistook the nods for an approval
Just ignore the smoke and smile
Call it aftermath,
she's turning blue
Such a lovely color for you
Call it aftermath,
She is turning blue
Such a perfect color for your eyes
Call it aftermath,
she's turning blue
Such a lovely color for you
Call it aftermath,
she's turning blue
While I just sit and stare at you
I don't want to know

1 Comments:

Blogger Natasha said...

Call it aftermath,
she's turning blue
While I just sit and stare at you
I don't want to know

this sounds so beautiful.

2:50 AM  

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