Share/Save/Bookmark
Home Just In Communities Forums Beta Readers Dictionary Search Login Register Extras
Poetry » Song » Breaking News: World at Stake font: B s : A A A . width: full 3/4 1/2
Author: Dying Rose
Fiction Rated: M - English - General - Reviews: 2 - Published: 08-07-06 - Updated: 08-07-06 - id:2226171

1.

Glistening needles and unwanted affections;

Dulling the pain like it’s an obsession –

Every time we medicate feeling the danger,

Risking it all to escape this world of anger.

Drug and numb us slowly with the poison of reality

Still seeping into our veins….

Crying out from our exhausted brains

For one more high, just this one last hit,

Carving out our names on our wrists.

CHORUS.

Silent addictions to perfection

Numbing hypodermic injections

Bleeding out our lives in an endless cycle

All our dreaming somehow futile

Freedom locked in the chamber of a .45

Suicide just another way to survive

2.

One more high, just one last hit,

Carving out our names on our wrists

It’s our humble attempt to reach society

Drinking down our thoughts of sobriety

Needles and razors to further dull the pain

How can we ever be the same?

You (whoever “you” happen to be)

Offer us help inside white walls of prevention –

Just pop our pills and claim insanity…

Your seeming cure yet another addiction.

CHORUS.

Suicide just another way to survive

Just another way to survive.

3.

Organized religion and organized hate

Attempted control, but you’re too late

Government and media on the outside

Humanity lost beneath the smoke and debris

Violence to end violence is all you’ve tried

Broken promises, bad faith and hypocrisy

We’ll drink away the pain and medicate

Find our own bloody outlets for the hate.

(bridge)

Fuck the mainstream,

Give you back your claims to insanity -

We don’t fall into “what we seem.”

Fuck your virginal attitude towards reality -

Give us our peace and keep your war;

We’ll have no part in your hatred;

We won’t take this anymore.

CHORUS.

Bleeding out our lives in an endless cycle

All our dreaming somehow futile

(Give us peace and keep your fucking war)

Freedom locked in the chamber of a .45

Suicide just another way to survive

(We won’t take this anymore)

Suicide just another way to survive.



© Copyright 2006 Dying Rose (FictionPress ID:475546).


Return to Top