Sunday, May 18, 2008
all fall down like toy soldiers
i feel fustrated.
whatthefuck is mass movement anyway.
i doubt i even have the notes.
and everything's so wrong.
its even wronger than anything i've ever had.
yeah.
somewhere there.
cant believe i used to think we were tight.
disgusted.
Step by step, heart to heart, left right left We all fall down like toy soldiers Bit by bit, torn apart, we never win But the battle wages on for toy soldiersIf birds flying south is a sign of changes At least you can predict this every year Love, you never know the minute it ends suddenly I can’t get it to speak Maybe if I knew all the things it took to save us I could fix the pain that bleeds inside of me Look in your eyes to see something about me
I’m standing on the edge and I don’t know what else to give. Do you know what it feels like loving someone that’s in a rush to throw you away? Do you know, do you know, do you know, do ya? Do you know what it feels like to be the last one to know the lock on the door has changed?byebye.
Labels: angry, irritated, sad
Posted @ 5/18/2008 06:11:00 PM
Sunday, May 18, 2008
all fall down like toy soldiers
i feel fustrated.
whatthefuck is mass movement anyway.
i doubt i even have the notes.
and everything's so wrong.
its even wronger than anything i've ever had.
yeah.
somewhere there.
cant believe i used to think we were tight.
disgusted.
Step by step, heart to heart, left right left We all fall down like toy soldiers Bit by bit, torn apart, we never win But the battle wages on for toy soldiersIf birds flying south is a sign of changes At least you can predict this every year Love, you never know the minute it ends suddenly I can’t get it to speak Maybe if I knew all the things it took to save us I could fix the pain that bleeds inside of me Look in your eyes to see something about me
I’m standing on the edge and I don’t know what else to give. Do you know what it feels like loving someone that’s in a rush to throw you away? Do you know, do you know, do you know, do ya? Do you know what it feels like to be the last one to know the lock on the door has changed?byebye.
Labels: angry, irritated, sad
Posted @ 5/18/2008 06:11:00 PM