DUST COLLECTOR
And now I’m sitting here alone, ad I’m thinking of you both and how he’ll hold you now I’m gone. Or the ones I’ve thrown away, with all the things I couldn’t say like “I am sorry”, “I am wrong”.
And it’s sad but I must say, that I’m better tucked away inside your drawer where I’m not seen. These words are easy written down, I’ll admit that I’m not proud to that this is all I am. And I crucify my brain, every night and everyday over and over and over again. I just wish that you could see, me from the bottom of the sea… even here I have no friends.
I’ve been waiting for a ghost, they say loves me the most but all I see are empty skies. My heart is beating down the stairs, pumping my blood in her chair although it seems like I don’t care. The truth is I feel alone, and I’m sinking like a stone in a house that’s not a home. I think you for it all, although my words seem too small but I could never leave your side.
I’m just sad I hurt the one, who builds me up when I’m undone, I swear I love you, I always will if these are the only words I bring, inside the only song I sing I hope you know it’s all for you. So from an awfully breaking wrong, to a beautifully breaking right, you shine so bright in my eyes.
She was the apple of my eye; I guess all things rot in the time. I hope you never leave my side. And now the sums have had enough, they’re refusing to add up I was a coat that she once wore; now I collect dust on her floor.
DUST COLLECTOR
And now I’m sitting here alone, ad I’m thinking of you both and how he’ll hold you now I’m gone. Or the ones I’ve thrown away, with all the things I couldn’t say like “I am sorry”, “I am wrong”.
And it’s sad but I must say, that I’m better tucked away inside your drawer where I’m not seen. These words are easy written down, I’ll admit that I’m not proud to that this is all I am. And I crucify my brain, every night and everyday over and over and over again. I just wish that you could see, me from the bottom of the sea… even here I have no friends.
I’ve been waiting for a ghost, they say loves me the most but all I see are empty skies. My heart is beating down the stairs, pumping my blood in her chair although it seems like I don’t care. The truth is I feel alone, and I’m sinking like a stone in a house that’s not a home. I think you for it all, although my words seem too small but I could never leave your side.
I’m just sad I hurt the one, who builds me up when I’m undone, I swear I love you, I always will if these are the only words I bring, inside the only song I sing I hope you know it’s all for you. So from an awfully breaking wrong, to a beautifully breaking right, you shine so bright in my eyes.
She was the apple of my eye; I guess all things rot in the time. I hope you never leave my side. And now the sums have had enough, they’re refusing to add up I was a coat that she once wore; now I collect dust on her floor.
Posted 2 years ago