v1- Voices from nowhere resonating in your head,
elongated distortions from space.
Don't you wish you could put them to bed?
Or at least fade to gray in some other place.
Your brain is off at some far altitude.
v2- It's like a conductor is controlling your mind.
There's no rethinking the reactions of your actions.
Your conciousness is crushed in the everlasting grind.
Don't stop thinking of the two of them and what you are.
Listen to my advice & I promise you'll get far.
*Chorus*
Somethings are better left silent fraction
Words unspoken always have more meaning
You can't stand the effing distraction
cuz it's driving you over the edge of the bed
where you're sleeping, oh wait where are you?!
~Bridge~
There's a fire smoldering in your soul, embers uncrusted
A tide's washing over you, no breathing in the deep cold
The earth rejects, the air takes away, you've become fade rusted
Chocolate brown, icy blue, minty green or liquid gold
Even amethyst eyes can see you're long gone now.
Take my hand and come back to life, it's lonely here
without you, darling, this is my exaction care
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Morbida's Mysterious Feelings
Hi, I'm Morbida B. Weir. I got that name from the BEGoths figure series. Anyway, this is where I'll put down whatever I feel like each day. Depending on whether I'm in a crappy mood or not, I'll post my usually elusive feelings... So get reading!
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