Sunday, August 14, 2011

Negative.

you can't raise it any higher
you can't find the higher truth
you can't sell me any secrets
you can never try and soothe
the aches I've been achieving
the lows I have soared
the wonders I have turned from
the lack of any wards

I'm open to suggestions
but you can't take away my drug, my pain
in seeking some asylum
I have found the pain again

Its all my prerogative
It's up to me
If I want to be negative
If I can't break free
they tell me its just shadows
left behind from spring
but I see through them
I see everything

Every eye has turned upon me
and then swiftly turned away
something horrible and tragic
and I know just what they say
I can't hear the comments made
but I feel it in the tone
all the cuts and scratches open
it goes right to the bone

And I am open to suggestion
but they're gonna come in vain
I was seeking an asylum
in the rhythm of the pain

Its all my prerogative
It's up to me
If I want to be negative
If I can't break free
they tell me its just shadows
left behind from spring
but I see through them
I see everything
I see everything...