i'm heaving
gasping
and this feline cat of mine
keeps purring me awake
"comatose boy please wake up"
i always said i had the blues
but to think i was a huge screen of death
check your operating systems
i was the trojan
and this binary point of view
keeps me between let's
and let's not
and right now
i'm not winning
so i guess i kind of am
funny ain't it
i'm my own worst enemy
send my best regards from hell
cause this poor kid never knew better
than to try and code his way out of life
but i'm not a programmer
i'm not a designer
i'm the alpha
i was meant to make mistakes
but i was meant to be thrown away
control alt delete me
you'll need to force quit me
send me back from the tubes that brought me here
i need to live or i need to die
but the effort to do one is gone
i'll lay in bed until my problems fade away
so waste away with me
or let me rot
cause this comatose boy
is going back to sleep
forevermore until i'm not
Friday, September 20, 2013
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ReplyDeletethe extended metaphor is superb, but fuck am i sorry you're feeling this way.
ReplyDeletewe're all feeling too dark, lately. let's find some sunshine and walk towards it together.