silent, silver sleeper
all the faeries are writing songs for you
waves crash down, so gentle
and the ocean smiles as though he knew
you will be king
euphoria
i try to understand myself
by understanding you
trapped inside yr plastic picture
robed in red on blue
trying to survive inside
yr candy coated world
but yr no queen and yr no goddess
just an ugly girl
and bitterness was never compensation
and freezing yr heart wont keep you warm
and tired of yr mental masturbation
you've lied to yr. self since moment one
euphoria!
januarytown
feeling february in a january town
wont somebody tell me when
the sun is going down
everyday a step ahead ends up two behind
ive nothing left to say, it doesnt matter
nevermind
a song for Aery
so, im cutting my wrists
for things i've never done
and i'm scratching my eyes out
for things i'll probably never do
all the songs i've been given
are reflections of things
that i thought that i had gotten through
you are so imperfect
but your imperfections make you beautiful
the minute you figure it out
is the second you will forget
you spend your whole life trying to recall
what it was and why you regret
not capturing it in glass
seems the moments that last forever
are the moments that never come