Thursday 18 September 2008 photo 2/2
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Thursday 18 September 2008 photo 2/2
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'' I shoudn't see the old way,
It wasn't meant to fall back in that track,
I still think I was free from my curse,
I still tought that I was going to be allright,
But what is now left of me inside?...
As the time grows older and older,
I get weaker and weaker everyday,
And forgotten the way it used to be,
I can't just walk away,
But still I should not be,
Trapped in my own past...
This life is cold and lonely as it is,
Still it will be without you saying how meaning full I am,
Becuase those was my mistakes,
And I want to forget,
The only problem is,
You remind me of them...
Others cry for help...
Just like it would change anything...
Other cry for help...
Just like it would change anything...
But still I have the qusetion...
What have I become?
More then a demon...
You just want me at your side becuase...
You don't see me more then a painkiller...
I am nothing more...
Then a little diary for you...
You can write and write...
And you never need to ask...
How I feel...
I am like music for you...
I will sing for you until you want me to shut up...
Never you sing for me...
I am like papper for you...
You draw or write on me...
Until you don't like me anymore...
And throw me away...
I am like an old pair of headset...
We I am to old...
You replace me with something new...
The easiest thing to say...
Is I am a painkiller...
You want me at the time when you am alone...
When you don't feel good...
And when everything is alright...
You put me back until you need me again...
I am a painkiller...''