(i've been trying to find the space and time to let them know just what it's like to be feeling so alone) to be feeling so alone (i know you stayed there
I've spent my life down In the depths of an enigmatic mind Where the water turns to black It's there alone I spend my time. Try to see my own reflection
when your aspirations crumble at the feet of your tormentors and your jaw feels like its breaking on the cold hard tile floor and you're holding onto
i know that you've been searching for me elsewhere in the cracks beneath your feet and in the spaces between walls in the dark wells of the mirror (in
i've been staring for weeks (at the cold rusted sheets) and the broken down pillars (of the years that have passed by) at the cold depths of rivers (and
Have you looked up lately (and seen the cold lonely skies) and looked into the mirror (and seen your black lonely eyes?) well i have, and i want to know
why are we even breathing? if the only reason to exist (is to stare skyward and put my hands together) then why am i even here? to serve a myth (and
Seems life forever, like forever since i tore myself apart and left my friends in the wake of countless tears and fading life. when i couldn't seem to
I had to let go of those cold nights long ago, and now it?s time for you to follow suit. Take your night sky tears and burning eyes, stinging from pursuit
(from "State of Affairs" 5-way Split) I awaken from this cold sweat, saturated in my own contempt Nothing left but broken fragments of cherished memories
i know i stood there, singing to you please don't ever feel alone and please don't dream of never heading home but truth be told i've struggled just like
Don't you, think it's strange How we speak to ourselves when everything is falling to pieces? Like molten lead to water We fall apart and fragment Always
You think we're fucking blind, you think we're so blind But we see every cut and every scar So cut it out So drag the knife across And break our hearts
Party! All night! Party! Why the fuck should we change how we behave, because you thought it would work better that way? And who the fuck told you
Why don't you hang these steps upside down, we'll walk backwards and feel the blood drain to our heads while your creeping away why don't we pull the
Dying alone would be a privilege if all my friends were like you. Dying would be a privilege. Rusted rail spikes and shards of glass give me rest;
(Originally by Pat Benatar) (We are young, we are young) we are young (heartache to heartache) heartache to heartache ,we stand no promises, no demands
(Featuring Helmet Roberts) We dance to this dead beat with eyes locked on the prize, this is our fatal disease; named you and me. It's killing us all