Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Threads become my veins

Even from the fire I still froze, nothing can faze me,
I can only bring you down into my deepest grave.
The hardest part was when i left you to become my own,
I'm not worthy of your time, you've given me something I never chose.

I can only bring you down into my deepest grave,
The nights will seem like wonder, when my heels touch the streets of Montreal.
Im not worthy of your time, you've given me something I never chose,
Pooled in my mind are the drinks consumed by the thoughts of you.

The nights will seem like wonder, when my heels touch the streets of Montreal,
Threads become my veins I'll live to impress them all.
Pooled in my mind are the drinks consumed by the thoughts of you,
I cannot be laced in your problems it will only cause me pain.

Threads become my veins I'll live to impress them all,
I'll sleep with myself and no one else.
I cannot be laced in your problems it will only cause me pain,
Blank spaces scream not to be empty, every hole needing to be filled.

I'll sleep with myself and no one else,
And this will be for you, my true honesty.
Blank spaces scream not to be empty, every hole needing to be filled.
The drink of my choice will numb the consistent thoughts.

And this will be for you, my true honesty,
From the fire i still froze, nothing can faze me.
The drink of my choice will numb the consistent thoughts.
The hardest part was when i left you to become my own.

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