CATHARSIS
could be the end
could be the beginning
but it is something to behold (like)
everyone is leaving me just like before
and i am still here, pining for my lost lenore
the last time i lived my life, i was stabbed in the face
never took the time out to even catch a case
i just laced my shoes up, walked around like a mute
i tasted the sky, felt the wind, and took it into my suit
sometimes i think about her, sometimes i think about you
sometimes i just do not know what to do
water from the clouds falls into my lap
as i sit in the grass wondering where your memory will be placed on my map
the map of my heart, full of all of its chambers
where all the others reside, and give me this languor
it is so hard to move on, but i am in such pain
i know that you will die, but i will still remain
my life span is infinite, and i will live long enough to see
this whole planet change, taking everyone but me
my life span is infinite, and i will live long enough to see
this whole planet change, taking everyone but me
these days i do not function correctly
i deteriorate daily as this world rejects me
these days i do not think correctly
i die a little more daily as you continue to reject me
could be the top
could be the bottom
but it is an area in my mind (like)
where i go to find your body and try to make this tie bind
where i go to find your body and try to make this tie bind
the raspy voice of reason has hated me for years
it laughs and laughs as i cry these tears
and i try to make it known to a jury of my peers
but all they do is ignore me or give me constant jeers
i appear lethargic as i walk across the plains
thinking about how much i lose, but can never seem to gain
my brain and heart will drain, and the contents that they contain
are what i believe to be the building blocks of pain
hollowing me out, revealing an empty shell
this man is not a man, but a coward who could never tell
anyone what really went on in his body
the things that made him erratic, the things that made him an oddity
i do not look forward to that day, but it is coming soon
my thoughts wander constantly as i walk up to the moon
my thoughts wander constantly as i look up at the moon
it puts me to sleep, making me forget what i have just gone through
but when i wake up, my thoughts will turn to you
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