Lyrics
Saturday 11th December, 2004 03:49 Comments: 0
After the last entry, I couldn't help thinking of the beginning of the song From Despair to Where by Manic Street Preachers.
I write this alone on my bed
I've poisoned every room in my house
The place is quiet and so alone
Pretend there's something worth waiting for.
There's nothing nice in my head
The adult world took it all away
Wake up with the same spit in my mouth
Cannot tell if it's real or not.
I must sound so dreary tonight, I hope it passes soon.
I write this alone on my bed
I've poisoned every room in my house
The place is quiet and so alone
Pretend there's something worth waiting for.
There's nothing nice in my head
The adult world took it all away
Wake up with the same spit in my mouth
Cannot tell if it's real or not.
I must sound so dreary tonight, I hope it passes soon.