December 1, 2009

the same

You know that feeling
The music doesn’t play
It all goes wrong

Everything
Even the toast burns, at the end of the day
There’s none left to retry
And I can’t change it
Not even that which is happening now

The mask
Doesn’t make it go away
Or even hide the gray
It worked for a little while
But not today

People are the same
She fucks someone who wont love her back
A man shoots his wife and kids
They ended what we thought would last
He had that disrespectful tone
They all treated her like a piece of shit, until one day she believed it
The kid cried in the hall, parents turned their back
She became a fiance, and we celebrate
And the old lady fell

All the people hide
To mask the mess
And so do I
Because we can’t change a thing

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