A Better Place
oleh: Splinter


I'd like to tell you a storycome sit with me here by the seaI cant promise it wont be a long onebut I need you here to listen to meI cant make sense of all that I'm feeling& I dont expect you to understandbut when you're feeling like nothing else matters...You're asking me all the wrong questionsits true that you dont understandBut I can't help the way that I'm thinkingand I know that you're mad but dont cry if you canDon't think that I'm being an outcastor just another teenage whoreCos if I knew of some other way out thereI wouldn't be with you now up here up high up onSome people say there is but one way outI disagree can't you hear me shoutI'm sick of the looks and I'm sick of the staresI'm sick of the ones that glance into the airI'm sick of those tight-fisted wannabe fucksHow can you love when you're sick of yourself?I'm sick of the looks that I'm gettingCos I'm the only one with enough balls to be braveI'm sicker than sick of just feeling this waythinking that there must be something that's better that's out thereWhat is out there???Nothing is out there...-I'd like to sit by the ocean,curl up with a needle or 2I think that you know what I'm getting at...







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