claudiandisorder

i woke up and felt like a bronze statue long forgotten, years and years had past it seemed, and nothing remained but my memories and dreams....

all this death around, dimebag, noah, james, and now melly's friend, its getting really tiresome, too bad that i don't have a forest to get drunk in, a cave to dwell, or a sea to drown in...

do you worry about your health?
do you watch it slowly change?
when you listen to your self
does it feel like somebody else?
do you remember when you first began to dissapear?
so slowly at first, until there's nobody really there
increment by increment
increment by increment
increment by increment
will I remember me?
I won't remember me.
will YOU remember me?

what if half of you passed away?
what about the other half?
oh what about the other half? whatever!
we're part of the same old fashioned regime
where someone's pulling it out and we're putting it in and in
increment by increment
increment by increment
increment by increment
will I remember me?
I won't remember me
will YOU remember me?

-BSP