• maoahi 11w

    Somewhere along the way
    My curiosity turned to mystery
    Somewhere along the way
    My mystery turned to madness
    Somewhere along the way
    My madness turned to frustration
    Somewhere along the way
    My frustration turned to anger

    And the ones I bleed on were not the ones who had cut me
    And the ones who had cut me, they still roam around with scarred fingertips
    Yeah, I know the hell is waiting for me with the prison so cemented
    At least I won't feel when you are laughing seeing me cremated

    Why did you, oh
    Seemed so perfect for me, oh
    How could you leave, oh
    Just when I started to believe, oh

    Somewhere along the way
    My anger turned to sadness
    Somewhere along the way
    My sadness turned to evil
    Somewhere along the way
    My evil turned to trait
    But these kind traits go deepeer then you can dig later

    And the ones I bleed on were not the ones who had cut me
    And the ones who had cut me, they still roam around with scarred fingertips
    Yeah, I know the hell is waiting for me with the prison so cemented
    At least I won't feel when you are laughing seeing me cremated

    Now all I can do is scribble for the hurt of faded memories
    And all you can do is ignore, be away and tell them you don't know me
    Centuries from now people will know two different stories
    About the way we felt all night and in the morning

    Why did you, oh
    Seemed so perfect for me, oh
    How could you leave, oh
    Just when I started to believe, oh

    Take all your assumptions, pretend they're all true
    Take all your theories, pretend they worked through
    What would that be like

    That's what most people worry about all their life
    Things that worked right but not quite
    The way they had a sight
    When lives are exchanged, oh
    The thoughts do too
    Yeah, oh, oh

    That's all I have to say now
    I know they're hovering around my window now
    ©maoahi