You saw me collapse against the fence,
my eyes in tears, all in tears.
You asked me how I was.
I lied, I said "I'm fine"
This perfect random,
Gave me... ground to stand on
My only... mistake, was that I
Didn't, I Didn't look at your face.
You saw me a few months later, sitting alone on the 16.
"Wern't you that guy I saw, sitting beside that fence?"
I looked up, to where I'd been.
A "Yes" was my defence.
This perfect random,
Gave me... ground to stand on
My only... mistake, was that I
Didn't look at your face.
Completely saying how I want things to be
Is an issue between my head and me
It's something that I'll have to break through
To Understand me, is to understand you
Singing to you is like shouting at a wall
The reverbs good but the feelings to small
Pouring out melodys with hopefull grace
is painting to a canvas of you face.
Jumping up for every word you say, is just
the way, always the way.
Try and listen to the way I say.
The things I say, to you today.
Staring at the light, trying to destruct
The pattern of beats in our last ruck.
The rat to the trap, the rapist to the mace
is painting to canvas of your face.
About mattdot666
I like guitar, singing, going out with friends, writing material, performing
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