Rose Madder

23.09.2005., petak

the real world

the real world doesn't really exist
nothing is real here
or so I wish

dreams seem so much more tangible
so wonderful
so managable

in them I'm wonderful
decisive
loveable
...normal

the moment betwen the two is such a struggle
trying to remain beautiful and sain
but still pushed into the world of my madness

waking up...

all of the pictures are still the same
all of my demons sit and wait for me to embrace them
to ravish them
and I do
not able to resist
to say no
to help myself

I do it again and again
hurting my body and soul
destroying whatever remained of my true self
killing myself one day at a time

don't wake me up anymore
please don't

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She sits in the corner, trying to draw air out of a room which seemed to have plenty just a few minutes ago and now seems to have none.

čita se...

Lyrics

There's so many different worlds
So many different suns
And we have just one world
But we live in different ones

Standing by the window
Eyes upon the moon
Hoping that the memory will leave her spirit soon
She shuts the doors and lights
And lays her body on the bed
Where images and words are running deep
She has too much pride to pull the sheets above her head
So quietly she lays and waits for sleep

Uhvati me čvrsto i ne popušta.
Lud je za tišinom, to ne propušta.
Vodi me u svoj plavičasti dom.

Jedan d-moll me razvali,
neki bi to prosto tugom nazvali.
Nije to...šta je tuga za d-moll?

My spirit begins to rise to the heavenly skies
Just to be shunned away by you
Now all I want is to die, no streets of gold in the sky
And I wash my hands of you