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Bullet in my brain
That’s all I have to gain
Now stay out of my way
As I end my long days
I feel like my world is falling apart
Like it was crumbling from the start
And there is no one to help me
Not you, not he, not she, not we
Is it you?
Could it be true?
Or is it me?
Perhaps that’s how it seems?
What does it matter?
I may be as mad as a hatter
But as long as I fall
With broken nails tearing at the walls
You won't fall down with me
I'm sorry I'm not who I am supposed to be
Or whoever you wanted me to become
I guess I'm not good enough
No matter how hard I changed for you
I can’t be good enough for you
So pardon me while I burst into flames
And maybe your world will go back to the same
Way was it was before I showed
And turned you around, screwed everything up
Where is my mind?
When did I ever drop it and leave it behind?
I look out over the water but see nothing on the horizon
I seek desperately for starry eyes and
I look to the moon for the sign or a clue
But it speaks nothing, no words are true
I’m sorry that I wasn’t good enough for you
But I love you, no matter what you do
So let my bullet fly
An arrow launched across a short sky
Maybe we’ll all feel better when I die
I guess we’ll have to see as time goes by
- by The Haus of Bard |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 06/26/2011 |
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- Title: May Your Arrows Fly
- Artist: The Haus of Bard
- Description: Antidepressants wore off.....
- Date: 06/26/2011
- Tags: depression suicide death heartbroken love
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