x_Thrice_x
02/08/06, 07:29 PM
Pretty simple. I feel like my writing is improving. Anyone else agree?
Suburban Hell
One fist at a time,
I'm fighting a losing fight.
My knuckles shift between shades of black and blue.
How does it feel to know that I bleed for you?
How does it feel to have me at your beck and call?
To see me on my hands and knees, to watch me crawl?
I stand up, I trip and fall.
It's kinda funny how you play me for a fool when I know it all.
I saw your foot there all along.
Such a thin line between love and hate,
I don't even know where I stand anymore.
Take the blade in my back,
Slice me in two,
Leave my heart on the side opposite to you.
I put my faith in this bottle,
And in this pen.
My voice and my therapy,
They would never hurt me terribly,
They're my two best friends.
How does it feel to have me at your beck and call?
To see me on my hands and knees, to watch me crawl?
I stand up, I trip and fall.
It's kinda funny how you play me for a fool when I know it all.
I saw your foot there all along.
It looks like only time will tell.
Will we go back to our wonderland?
Or suffer in this suburban hell?
This suburban fight,
In this suburban home,
This suburban war,
That lacks a hero.
I'll raise my sword,
I'll command the troops,
I'll end this war,
To try and save you.
Suburban Hell
One fist at a time,
I'm fighting a losing fight.
My knuckles shift between shades of black and blue.
How does it feel to know that I bleed for you?
How does it feel to have me at your beck and call?
To see me on my hands and knees, to watch me crawl?
I stand up, I trip and fall.
It's kinda funny how you play me for a fool when I know it all.
I saw your foot there all along.
Such a thin line between love and hate,
I don't even know where I stand anymore.
Take the blade in my back,
Slice me in two,
Leave my heart on the side opposite to you.
I put my faith in this bottle,
And in this pen.
My voice and my therapy,
They would never hurt me terribly,
They're my two best friends.
How does it feel to have me at your beck and call?
To see me on my hands and knees, to watch me crawl?
I stand up, I trip and fall.
It's kinda funny how you play me for a fool when I know it all.
I saw your foot there all along.
It looks like only time will tell.
Will we go back to our wonderland?
Or suffer in this suburban hell?
This suburban fight,
In this suburban home,
This suburban war,
That lacks a hero.
I'll raise my sword,
I'll command the troops,
I'll end this war,
To try and save you.