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BadBye English lyrics
Holding hands with a sadistic past
Walking down a path filled with tragic beauty
Couples walking on in the other direction
keep on always changing.
"Why do you seem to enjoy this life?"
"I have always enjoyed this life
because, because I'm earnest about it."
"Well, isn't that all so goddamn great?"
The forgotten feeling of any achievement
and a dear love that disappeared,
while I'm still depending upon memories
of the past.
The knife sings to me a song that seems to stop the past
while I, while I use it to slit own my left wrist.
A blood red, a blood red song I sing,
while tears of some broken, crying heart drop like the body of this
once great star.
Becoming a person who slices up the past,
"How many more memories will you cut with your bloody knife?"
Although I'll never seem to ever let go,
don't say such a damn thing.
Loneliness has consumed my life.
Though I'm still not satisfied,
but now, but now, I'm positive
that I have been completely convinced.
Because changing this life seems
A Bloody, Stupid Miracle The day we’d cured the human condition was the day I put a bullet through my head and didn’t die. It was also the day I realized how scared I actually was of death, and after hours of muscle ache from holding that gauze against my open skull, after the wound closed and everything went back to normal, I had myself a good old-fashioned brainstorm. How ironic.
But when summer came, everything had fallen to shit. The air scorched my skin and parched my tongue every time I took a breath. The sun glared down on a rapidly-collapsing world, full of the undying bastard children of cruelty and misfortune. What was one to do when their cells regenerated faster than they decomposed?
My feet hit the pavement, now littered with jagged bits of glass to snap at my toes, thoroughly baked by the blazing ball of bitter disdain high overhead. Today was worse than yesterday. Though I’d often wondered the purpose of it anymore, I
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