sixtysecondminute
ubw rookie
Joined: May 27, 2005
Location: Solihull, UK
Posts: 186
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| Posted: Thu Sep 08, 2005 9:24 am |
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Living is easy with eyes closed,
But I can see the the sun shine through eye lids,
The lids that cover up the pain,
Buckets full inside my brain,
It's bottled up, and to the brim,
And I'm about to break,
Can you not see,
The pressure building,
Up on me?
You ask me to open up,
Well, I'm an open book,
But I'm written in a different language,
You could never understand,
Even if you wanted to,
You ask me to open eyes,
And look, what I have,
It doesn't seem like much to me,
Is it bad, that I don't care anymore,
What happens to me now?
Living is easy without hope,
But I can see you in my dreams,
The dreams where everything is fine,
Pages full inside my mind,
They're written down, Every single,
Little detail I remember,
Can you not see,
The nightmares ganging,
Up on me?
You ask me to open up,
Well, I'm an open book,
But I'm written in a different language,
You could never understand,
Even if you wanted to,
You ask me to open eyes,
And look, what I have,
It doesn't seem like much to me,
Is it bad, that I don't care anymore,
What happens to me now?
Every daydream spawns a nightmare,
Every daytime dies for night-time,
Every daydream spawns a nightmare,
Every nightmare lasts a lifetime,
You ask me to open up,
Well, I'm an open book,
But I'm written in a different language,
You could never understand,
Even if you wanted to,
You ask me to open eyes,
And look, what I have,
It doesn't seem like much to me,
Is it bad, that I don't care anymore,
What happens to me now?
Living is easy with eyes closed...
Living is easy with eyes closed...
Living is easy with eyes closed...
Living is easy with eyes closed... |
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