quarta-feira, 21 de dezembro de 2011

Day Old Hate

So let's face it, this was never what you wanted,
But I know it's fun to pretend.
Now blank stares and empty threats
Are all I have.
They’re all I have.

So drown me if you can,
Or we could just have conversation
and I fall, I fall, I falter.
But I found you before I drift away.

Now you still speak of day old hate
Though your whole world has gone up into flames.
And isn’t it great to find that you’re really worth nothing
And how safe it is to feel safe?

The things we do just to stay alive.
The things we do just to keep ourselves alive.

Dallas Green

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