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A Plot for Sleepless Nights
The signs, they tried to warn me
Of the path that I had taken
Second glances, so mistaken
But I don’t think I’m that important
Clenched so tightly, it’s a night of regret
The very air I breathe constricts my lungs
And holds me in these thoughts of
Who I am and what I should have done
I wish it’d never gone so far
That I could never forget who you are
Seal those lips and close your eyes
There’s no charm in telling lies
You would have me assume truth
But I don’t think I’m that important
And if I could find the love
I’d supply you with the drug
That would cure you of your sickness
But I don’t think I’m that important
Teasing with words, inaudibly
Memories insist on whispering
From the melancholy corners of my mind
They speak the answers I could never find
Stop, stop don’t speak to me
I’m bound with guilt and jealousy
You’ll never really know what you’re getting into
Until you’re staring up from six feet underground
I wish it’d never gone so far
That I could never forget who you are
Seal those lips and close your eyes
There’s no charm in telling lies
You would have me assume truth
But I don’t think I’m that important
And if I could find the love
I’d supply you with the drug
That would cure you of your sickness
But I don’t think I’m that important
I wish it’d never gone so far
That I could never forget who you are