Wednesday, January 14, 2009

How Much Does A Cafe Manager Make?

I'll keep slipping farther

     Wish I was too dead to cry My self-affliction 

fades Stones to throw at my creator
Masochists to Which I cater You don

't Need to bother;
I Do not Need To Be
I'll keep slipping farther But
Once I hold on,
I will not let go' til it bleeds

Wish I was too dead to care If
Indeed I cared at all
Never had a voice to protest
So you fed me shit to digest

I wish I had a reason;
my flaws are open season
For this, I gave up trying
One good turn deserves my dying

You don't need to bother;
I don't need to be
I'll keep slipping farther
But once I hold on,
I won't let go 'til it bleeds

Wish I'd died instead of lived
A zombie hides my face
Shell forgotten
with its memories
Diaries left
with cryptic entries

And you don't need to bother;
I don't need to be
I'll keep slipping farther
But once I hold on,
I won't let go 'til it bleeds

You Do not Need to bother;
I Do not Need To Be
I'll keep slipping farther But
eleven
I hold on ... I'll never live down my deceit


I love this song, but is somewhat bleak.

First post of the year. Bss

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