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ImpulseSo many days gonethat scent lingers on... years have past now what a mess I made of everything that bitter stench seems to grow in potency "am I your reflection, melting mirror smile, am I worth the value, do my love defile" sweet vapour that filled the air that day now stings and rots the mind away sour - the taste of my self-condemnation is all that I know after spitting out the sweetest thing ever to touch my tongue sunshine on long drives spirits late at night eight tiny legs that will leave you defenseless and numb cornered, as tears stream though it may seem funny to some laughter aside the more that I think about it the worse it gets there's no time to atone for the sins of my past I'll break down if I stop to remember what I held in my hands and let slip away anyway, it's over now all that's left is this goddamn smell I, of calamity I'll wreck all that I see anything and everything mindless destructive glee I'll abolish all who'd seek to be close to me for what it's worth... I wish I could erase my mistakes but this is reality and unfortunately what may have been will now, never be... |