Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Rest, Assured

I find it hard standing close to the blonde vents of distress.
I'm not meant for the furnace, cause it all seems worthless
when it comes to the loveless dance that you're oh so proud of
I'm never going to let my heart be tangled up in you
I don't want to mean anything to you.

I never tried when you were looking, but i'm trying all the time
that's why i'm under hear without a wink or a smile.
but thank those coaches for driving here.
This way i won't get to close
I'm a smaller element of you.

Rest assured that i'm not coming home
Rest your head, Rest your Head
So when i look up to the stars
and pretend they brought us
I can remember how my imagination always brings me down
I can see you standing
at the end, over me, over my.
I told you not to come here, let me rest in pieces

I've never felt a hand more cold and clammy before
it's a shame that i'm a sucker for the lifeless
Can you keep me from choking on my own stories
cause i don't want to be here
it's a shame i'm put here with you

Rest assured that i'm not coming home
Rest your head, Rest your Head
So when i look up to the stars
and pretend they brought us here
i can remember how my imagination always brings me down
I can see you standing here
at the end, over me, over my.
I told you not to come here, let me rest in pieces

if i wake up than i'll claw my way out
it'd be a bloody mess if i stopped dreaming
i'm trying to sing the phrases i used to
but it's difficult to sing when you're not breathing

Rest assured that i'm not coming home
Rest your head, Rest your Head
So when i look up to the stars
and leave those suits in black that carried me
I can remember that i have an imagination of what's up there
when you're standing here
at the end, over me, over my, over me, over my, over me, over my...
with the murder weapon that left me in pieces.
Rest Assured That i'm gone.

No comments: