... doch diese Zeilen zeigen, dass wieder das Drama beginnt und die Tränen in die Augen kommen, wenn nur dein Name erklingt.
Donnerstag, 14. April 2011
Mittwoch, 13. April 2011
Tag 35 oder auch 'Auf der Suche nach den Gründen.'
She said I'm tired of all the smiles and explanations for all the dreams you never let me see. I'm tired of the trials and implications of all the words you never said to me. And you will forever be a part of who I am. She hides her screaming, in sunset dreaming. That's where she goes to cry and crashes down on her knees, searching for reasons why. She said I'm tired of all the lying, I'm through with trying. There's nothing left but scattered memories of you and a love you never gave me and who I am. She hides her screaming, in sunset dreaming. That's where she goes to cry and crashes down on her knees searching for Reasons why.
Dienstag, 12. April 2011
Tag 34 oder auch 'Eigentlich wünsche ich mir, dass du mich liebst.'
All I know is that you're so nice, you're the nicest thing I've seen. I wish that we could give it a go, see if we could be something. I wish I was your favourite girl, I wish you thought I was the reason you are in the world. I wish my smile was your favourite kind of smile. Basically, I wish that you loved me, I wish that you needed me. I wish that you knew when I said two sugars, actually I meant three. I wish that without me your heart would break, I wish that without me you'd be spending the rest of your nights awake. I wish that without me you couldn't eat, I wish I was the last thing on your mind before you went to sleep. All i know is that you're the nicest thing I've ever seen.
Montag, 11. April 2011
Tag 33 oder 'Ich schneide dich aus meinem Leben.'
You're a comicular, each day I die in a million ways. I cut you out of my life, but I'm to weak by these few days. I'm wrapped around your finger, I'm digging in the dirt. I'm to deep into this shit I can taste the earth. You're running me in circles, I'm running out of breath, but you ain't gonna stop 'til there's nothing left. Don't bring flowers after I'm dead. Don't bring flowers after I'm dead. Save your givings for the living instead. Don't bring flowers after I'm dead. After I'm dead.
When I'm gone, who are you to mourne? No don't touch me when I'm lying in my coffin. Don't stand there crying as you're watching. Don't put no flowers by my final bed.
Sonntag, 10. April 2011
Tag 32 oder auch 'Dorthin, wo niemand meinen Namen kennt.'
In the light of the sun, is there anyone? Oh it has begun. Oh dear you look so lost, eyes are red and tears are shed, this world you must've crossed, you said: You don't know me, you don't even care. You don't know me, you don't wear my chains. She said i think i'll go to boston, i think i'll start a new life. I think i'll start it over, where no one knows my name, i'll get out of california, i'm tired of the weather. I think i'll get a lover and fly em out to spain, i think i'll go to boston, i think that i'm just tired. I think i need a new town, to leave this all behind. I think i need a sunrise, i'm tired of the sunset, i hear it's nice in the summer, some snow would be nice. Boston, where no one knows my name.
Samstag, 9. April 2011
Tag 31 oder auch 'Komm zurück und stoppe diesen Schmerz.'
We can live like Jack and Sally if we want. Where you can always find me, we'll have Halloween on Christmas and in the night we'll wish this never ends. We'll wish this never ends. I miss you. Where are you and I'm so sorry, I cannot sleep I cannot dream tonight. I need somebody and always this sick strange darkness, comes creeping on so haunting every time. And as I stared I counted webs from all the spiders, catching things and eating their insides. Like indecision to call you and hear your voice of treason. Will you come home and stop this pain tonight, stop this pain tonight. Don't waste your time on me, you're already the voice inside my head. I miss you.
Freitag, 8. April 2011
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