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Here is a day when I can't find the sun;

Bleached out, washed out, colors that run;

And those who don't care what they say or do

Are those who would walk away from you.


Dogs that bite and dogs that don't;

People promise what I know they won't;

Lying or hiding, where is the line?

Ask me, I'll tell you everything's fine.


Love isn't love if you don't say the words;

And truth is still truth even if it's unheard;

Somebody save me from those who are dead;

Somebody tell me what lives in my head.


Painted on gold looks nice from afar;

Up close it's chipped, fading, and scarred;

Hold the pieces, the tatters, the remnant of this

And tell me I don't need all that I miss.


Fighting the past is like fighting smoke;

Rush down my throat, laugh as I choke;

Around me, inside of me, breathless fear,

But surrender is not an option here.

Letting Go

Couldn't you see that I
wouldn't believe your lies?
How could you not know
I would have to let you go.

Couldn't you hear in me
all that I refuse to be?
How could you miss the truth
that I am not like you.

Chorus:
So cold, so bitter,
so wrapped up in yourself.
So lost, so broken
you can't see anyone else.
Heartless, jaded,
you know you live to be cruel.
And I know now
I can't hold on to you.

Couldn't you see me?
How you leave me bleeding?
How can you justify
all the wounds you leave behind.

Couldn't you hear your lies?
Your power to paralyze?
Like you think you have the right
to take over me tonight.

Chorus:
So cold, so bitter,
so wrapped up in yourself.
So lost, so broken
you can't see anyone else.
Heartless, jaded,
you know you live to be cruel.
And I know now
I can't hold on to you.

Bridge:
I love you; I hate you;
I'm torn in between.
You love nothing more than
to cause me misery.
I wanted to save you;
eyes open now I can see.
You don't want salvation
and holding you hurts me.

I can't hold on to you.

Chorus:
So cold, so bitter,
so wrapped up in yourself.
So lost, so broken
you can't see anyone else.
Heartless, jaded,
you know you live to be cruel.
And I know now
I can't hold on to you.
I can't hold on to you.
I can't hold on to you.

Requiem

Darkness spreads, voracious cancer,
Eating at my sun;
Consuming, feasting, swallowing
Until its work is done.

It’s cold, bone-chilling, numbing,
Whispery and vague;
I wander through this pitch-black land
Haunted as a grave.

My lips are bound, choking words
On crimson thread;
I dare not speak, dare not think;
I am already dead.

My hands broken, useless things,
Holding nothing, grasping still;
What I need slips, water-thin,
I never get my fill.

The edges of my poisoned wound
Blood darkens, lingers, seeps;
Stains body, soul, and mind;
Vanishes in the deep.

Silence beckons, smothers, soothes,
False peace to lay my head;
I wander lost, in dark unending;
I am already dead.

Want

I can say with truth;
I never saw this coming.
I can say to you;
I should have started running.

You can make me want
When I know better.
You can make me hurt
For what I cannot have.

Chorus:
I close my eyes and see you;
I breathe and taste you in my mouth;
I ache for everything that is you;
And I cannot do without.

I am far too proud to beg;
If you would listen.
Words are less than what is said;
I can’t get over this.

You smile and everything fades;
I can’t escape it.
You look like you’ve just got it made
When all I want is you.

Chorus:
I close my eyes and see you;
I breathe and taste you in my mouth;
I ache for everything that is you;
And I cannot do without.

Bridge:
How can you be the air to me?
How can you make it hurt to breathe?
How can I make you stop and see
Me?

Chorus:
I close my eyes and see you;
I breathe and taste you in my mouth;
I ache for everything that is you;
And I cannot do without.

Veritas

Shadows vague, uneasy grow;
Sinking into all I know.
I hear the truth beneath what’s spoken;
You refuse to see I’m broken.

Silence captive holds me here;
Imprisoned within unsteady fear.
Weaponless, defenseless I
Crouch, cower, wait to die.

Cut me to the size you need;
Pretend that I don’t really bleed.
Abandoned, isolated, torn;
Unsure of what it is I mourn.

Grief breeds anger, fury, rage;
Locked inside this pretty cage.
I take what you refuse to shoulder;
The shadows growing ever colder.

I cannot speak and so I scream;
I cannot sleep for I might dream,
Terrible, voracious things,
Mocking what the daylight brings.

Shattered, jagged edges raw;
You still pretend you never saw.
Balanced upon a living grave,
I still pretend I can be saved.