
Sometimes, you just don't want to be saved. R&R.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Hurt/Comfort/Angst - Words: 494 - Published: 11-17-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3075199
|
|
A+ A- |
Too much time I was graced with the presence of sanity
Too persistent were you with what I didn't want to hear
Already hooked on this new life I'm living;
Close the book; it burns my ears
Let it erupt and boil over;
I've already pushed the self-destruct
You're trying to pull me out
But tell me what's the point?
What's so good about
You're definition of life?
Oh, you can do your best, but
You'll never hear me confess. Yeah
Put me to the test and
I'll leave the answers unfilled. And
There's no way out of
This deep mess. Yeah
You'll never pull me out, because
I'm violently ill
Helplessly crying against your will
You're making me take so many pointless pills
You got me locked up, in cuffs
So go and try to save the day
Good luck, because I can't be changed
You're trying to pull me out
But you're swimming in doubt
So be sure to count me out
Of your screwed up life
Oh, you can do your best, but
You'll never hear me confess. Yeah
Put me to the test and
I'll leave the answers unfilled. And
There's no way out of
This deep mess. Yeah
You'll never pull me out, because
I'm violently ill
I won't change one bit
I won't be played
And you can't redeem
Someone who doesn't want to be saved
All the things I've done
Nobody can help me now
Oh, life's a horrible, horrible, beautiful nightmare
Just a horrible, horrible, beautiful nightmare
And I ain't waking up
And we aren't working out
And you can't wake me up
And time is running out for you
I'm on a different altitude
And I guess that's just your luck
'Cause I don't ever want to wake up—
(I ain't waking up!)
I don't wanna wake up—
(No, you can't wake me up!)
I don't ever wanna wake—
Oh, you can do your best, but
You'll never hear me confess. Yeah
Put me to the test and
I'll leave the answers unfilled. And
There's no way out of
This deep mess. Yeah
You'll never pull me out, because
I'm violently ill—
(You're too late
You're—you're too late
It's too late—)
Oh, you can do your best, but
You'll never hear me confess. Yeah (It's too late)
No one can help me now. And
We ain't working out. And (It's too late)
There's no way out of
This deep mess. Yeah (It's too late)
Time is running out for you
I'm on a different altitude. And (It's too late)
You make me wanna shout. And
I'm violently ill
|
||||||