when will i rise from this toss turn sleep with nothing holding me down into this bed bring the dirt and make it my grave won't you do it please? everthing is [bad word]  i owe, i lag, i try, i fail, i hate the pseudo love the world brings on pretty wings (it sunk my dreams at sixteen) i can't laugh, love, breath, feel, or [bad word] without knowing my life is sinking fast and i don't swim i dream under a sky that i can see crashing down while i wish on a star that lies i'm transfixed on a better time drawing out the end i'm crying for a life less plagued pure and defined. why cant you give it to me? i want to hold your head close to mine and whisper words so far from [bad word] "...everything will be fine" (mixing your tears with mine) we can shake it off kid. "i'll try harder and i'll make sure we still se europe by the summer time." [bad word] you look so sad when i lie take my hand, we'll walk this romance until it's bitter end humming songs in the key of faith in me just leave me, because the word on the street is that i'm [bad word]  i'm losing my mind it's just a matter of time just give me a sign and i'll make it out of here alive i'll keep feeding ink to paper and i still won't find an answer i'm asking, i'm trying, i'm needing... ...but still no answer we must be speaking a different language "hey, who's team are you sleeping for?" somewhere in [bad word] there's aperson like me with stitch filled skin, and chipped teeth here's to eyes that are brighter than mine and here's to regrets and wasted time "i need a flashlight..." because i'm obviously blind kiss me good-bye, i'm signing off...