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I can see through you, seeing through me, this lost vintage |
This rainy poisoned sky keeps on giving a path trodden, double paved there are reasons for how I'm living halfway lost and halfway saved Do I have to break down in front of you for you to know I'm hurting They're always there behind the deeply do issues we continue skirting like I don't know the way I might behave when that flood overtakes me and I may just as well become its slave bottled away it breaks me I cannot blame this on my parents I guess I can fuck up on my own Bottled away it seems apparent that I can still choose these paths alone Glassy multi faceted entity roiling waters underneath Left with this hating disconnectedly and the pain that they bequeathed I cannot blame this on my parents I guess I can fuck up on my own Bottled away it seems apparent that I can still choose these paths alone Acid tears falling freely with my screams falling gently to their deaths Stuttered words, rasping mem'ry battered dreams of closed eyes and whispered breaths I'm lost behind the gates of past unlocked history grips and takes me and if we voice the rift the world is rocked Bottled away it breaks me I taste acrid wines of reciprocate revenge won't leave a black hole A vineyard of regret, remorse and hate enough to steal away souls I cannot blame this on my parents I guess I can fuck up on my own Bottled away it seems apparent that I can still choose these paths alone 10 7 |