Rose Kemp
Violence
Nothing but the ticking of the clocks, the slamming of the stocksnothing but the silence on a street, when we were meant to meetthere's nothing else to find hereListen to the witness in the dark, the turning of the lockyou don't know why you're still alonethe intimacy shown is enough to make me cetainthe stupidest thing I've ever donebut it was so much funNothing like the setting of the sun when day had just begunyou left me silent by the phone and I didn't like the toneyou quickly said goodbye with...your chilling heartless undertones of choicethe weapons in your voice, they leave me feeling emptythey leave me hollow to the core, like I couldn't fail any moreeven if I tried toto (x15)two three fourSo I pick up the blankets the daylight is fadingand I've only just managed to raise my headso I draw back the curtains at six in the eveningand I've only just gotten courage to get out of bedand nothing is right in my headno nothing is clear in my heartI feel like my body is deadthe day doesn't have to start here (x3)
From Letras Mania