domingo, 27 de maio de 2012

Won't You Help Her

Why you're bleeding
Why you're not screaming
This killing
This breathing
I'm really
Realistic
I don't feel your chest
Do you need to rest
I'm a fucking mess
Do you want to sleep
Feel me

She feels so
Dizzy
She says no
Cleaning
Hear me calling
Her name floats
Her head aches
Her leg fails
And she lays

These thoughts only hurt
Won't you help her Kurt
Can't you not see
She's returning to birth
The way she don't talk
Gives me more to rot
And I said
Won't you put on your sock
'Cause you feel so cold
Wish I don't get old

Why you're bleeding
Why you're not screaming
This killing
This breathing
I'm really
Realistic
I don't feel your chest
Do you need to rest
I'm a fucking mess
Do you want to sleep
Feel me

Oh home
Can I be there
I want to leave
They need to cease
She needs to breath
Don't they dare to touch
I'm on a flush
When I swear
They won't dare
My dear

Relieve me
Your unspoken words
Don't they kill me
From the roads
Attached worlds
Feel me

Darling feel me
Feel me

27-05-2012

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