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Do you know how hard it is to mend an open wound
Being able only to watch from a crevice nearby
We're brought up in this factory, unsure of what the future may bring
With time other idealogies will threaten all our foundations
Even with a double dose of the antidote, the person I want to be remains so far away
Can you promise me that when you and I share this bed
We'll still be the same tomorrow?
If we open this bubble for other people to enter
What will remain of the skin we've tried so hard to smoothen?
The discourse of life seems to have been in my favor lately
You are happy for me, that's what the words imply
But what about everything green that I've traded
And all the hours I've spent being able to do so
With only a few words, you attempt to burn down that which I hold so dear
You mean well, but you can't relate
You think that happiness comes only in the form you are familiar with
But let me tell you; nothing could be further from the truth
It's the feeling you get when you're on the way down
Suddenly realizing that the brakes aren't responding
You're faced with a choice
Fear
This might be the end
Acceptance
This might be the end
Face it with despair or a smile
Think about it...
Today I felt empathy for that one teddybear
The one which was scattered everywhere
With the pieces impossible to ever reclaim
The one you hardly knew, but yet was your best friend in the end
You shared fond memories for two whole hours
How many would you dedicate to the ones you take for granted?
It's the feeling you get when you're on the way down...
Being able only to watch from a crevice nearby
We're brought up in this factory, unsure of what the future may bring
With time other idealogies will threaten all our foundations
Even with a double dose of the antidote, the person I want to be remains so far away
Can you promise me that when you and I share this bed
We'll still be the same tomorrow?
If we open this bubble for other people to enter
What will remain of the skin we've tried so hard to smoothen?
The discourse of life seems to have been in my favor lately
You are happy for me, that's what the words imply
But what about everything green that I've traded
And all the hours I've spent being able to do so
With only a few words, you attempt to burn down that which I hold so dear
You mean well, but you can't relate
You think that happiness comes only in the form you are familiar with
But let me tell you; nothing could be further from the truth
It's the feeling you get when you're on the way down
Suddenly realizing that the brakes aren't responding
You're faced with a choice
Fear
This might be the end
Acceptance
This might be the end
Face it with despair or a smile
Think about it...
Today I felt empathy for that one teddybear
The one which was scattered everywhere
With the pieces impossible to ever reclaim
The one you hardly knew, but yet was your best friend in the end
You shared fond memories for two whole hours
How many would you dedicate to the ones you take for granted?
It's the feeling you get when you're on the way down...
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