I don't know how to start whether it's living or dying or making things different...
paralyzed - once again same fucked song but now I'm slow to sing it expiration dates on lovers and friends wasting my voice in a fool's oblivion fuck this mortal coil I don't make the rules and I wish I did not know them damned to exist damned to pretend that I still care what happens
...damned to exist just a drunk voice in a fool's oblivion
so I find myself hating the idea of tomorrow if it's got even remote resemblance of today if it has even a memory of what it is to live this way so tired and I've found my limits today I know no slave to tomorrow...
I got your name on my heart and a better world on fire in my mind in dreams I fucking walk with you just survive cos I'm tired as the months limp by your name has become a suicide note on my skin your name - on fire in my mind begging to turn it off off off OFF I don't care how, just let me die
and I find myself hating the idea of tomorrow if it's got even remote resemblance of today if it has even a memory of what it is to live this way so tired and I've found my limits today I know no slave to tomorrow
...and I don't know how to end it whether it's living or dying or making things different a long long winter of both kept and broken promises echo dulls but still remains my mind is a hell
now I find myself hating the idea of tomorrow if it's got even a memory of what it is to live this way I'm tired and I've found my limits today I know so tired and I've found my limits today I know...