my memories are the only thing left to give me hope
a new day, and who would think?
"I won't drown in my tears, the taste of salt water always made me sick"
insanity is such a beautiful word
it describes all the things you're not (and I am)
so if this dream world were to fall apart
I would love to awake to your voice
screaming in pain
this other half of me I thought I severed
too bad mirrors don't work the same
I raise my eyes to see you and my reflection is all that comes to view
perhaps I was a bit decietful in telling you I cared
so smile, sit on my mouth and take another piss
I won't swallow, I just want you to taste it when I spit back in your face
white walls always seemed a bit dull, perhaps a pretty red
one as pretty as your eyes