When there's nothing left to say
When there's nothing left to give
When there's nothing left to die for
Will you wait for me?
Two weeks have passed and I haven't tried to get in touch
One could really say I'm proud of myself, but dear I miss you so much... no.
Never ever, I'm like glad that we're dead and done, our time is over and I'm moving on
Our time is over and I'm moving on.
Listen,
Because you should do the same, all the tears and sweat you shed bring you nothing but shame
A broken memory is all that remains
So set it off and exile it to the back of the brain.
When there's nothing left to say... to the back of the brain
When there's nothing left to give... all those lies bring pain and shame
When there's nothing left to die for... like a shattered heart
Set it up to the flame and let it all fall apart.
You may be caught on the ground and suffocate from your pain
Just get your head in the clouds, there is no one to blame
I am not the cure, this is not everlasting
I am not the redeemer, you're forever carving your own heart
If you don't try to move forward.
WHEN THE KING DIES... FEED HIS ROTTING BODY TO THE MOUTH OF HELL.
When the king has fallen, no one's bound to mourn
Crown a new king, in case of need a queen to ensure that this life will go on.
End your infernal existence, leave this state of pestilence
Grow a new heart and take step after step as a new chapter begins, nothing more, nothing less.
The days you spent in your absolute vodka loneliness feel like decades of common bitterness
Sleepless nights, tear-stained days are the things that remain
Set them off and exile them to the back of the brain.
And the first notions fade... to the back of the brain
...degenerate to grey... leave behind all this pain
...on your way to the light... like a shattered hand
You are your maker, don't you understand?
YOU ARE YOUR MAKER DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND?
You may be caught on the ground and suffocate from your pain
Just get your head in the clouds, there is no one to blame
I am not the cure, this is not everlasting
I am not the redeemer, you're forever carving your own heart
If you don't try to move forward.
Move on...
Move on, step by step
Create...
Create, bit by bit
You will see, you will feel, you will breathe a new beginning
You will live, you will love, you will have a new life.
suicidalhorizon
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