Из альбома: Body of Song
An obvious display
Of feelings that have dissipated
And i don't have a clue where to start
You wouldn't let me near you
So i settled for the fear that you'd be
Happy with me six feet in the ground
I will crash when your mood defeats me
Circle of trash swirls around beneath me
I feel paralyzed most every time you come around to meet me
Stuck in a place that i don't remember
Was it sunday or last november
I feel paralyzed most every time you come around to meet me
Emotions vaporize
They disappear before my eyes
I wish for things that sadly have come true
So if i tried to make it right
And if i found my appetite
I'd eat away at all the pain i seem to bring to you