Send away for a priceless gift
One not subtle, one not on the list
Send away for a perfect world
One not simply, so absurd
In these times of doing what you're told
You keep these feelings, no one knows
What ever happened to the young man's heart
Swallowed by pain, as he slowly fell apart
And I'm staring down the barrel of a 45,
Swimming through the ashes of another life
No real reason to accept the way things have changed
Staring down the barrel of a 45
Send a message to the unborn child
Keep your eyes open for a while
In a box high up on the shelf, left for you, no one else
There's a piece of a puzzle known as life
Wrapped in guilt, sealed up tight
What ever happened to the young man's heart
Swallowed by pain, as he slowly fell apart
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Everyone's pointing their fingers
Always condemning me
And nobody knows what I believe
I believe
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Came on my iPod on my way to work. Reminded me that I need to stop hiding when I'm not doing well. Those closest to me can do fuck all to help if they don't know what is wrong. I used to own my illness. I could deal with when I wasn't doing well. Now it destroys me and I'm ashamed of it. I need to start owning it, and not let it control me.
I think it is SO fun, but my Mother thinks its just crowded and silly and boring. I think you either love it or hate it. Are you Italian?
Sounds like you had an interesting weekend.
Just read your blog...hope you're feeling better.
Sounds like you had an interesting weekend.