Sunday, November 30, 2008

The Non-Song (Not Worthy)

The things we never said are repeated in my head
While I lay down in my bed, I almost wish that I was dead
All those stupid inside jokes
We kept from other folks
Small things noone noticed, time I thought of you in class
The time you kept me from looking like the biggest fucking ass

Here's to the words not worth to sing
Here's to what doesn't mean a thing
Here's to the milk spilt over you
Incomplete plans with my crew
Hate is so strong, I love it
You sink so low, I'll rise above it

Hate breeds where my heart once was
My heart beats faster than the bass drum does
I fight even though my whole body is sore
So much to do, so why am I bored?
I turn the radio on and think too deeply
The music sings me to an eternal sleep

Here's to the words not worth to sing
Here's to what doesn't mean a thing
Here's to the milk spilt over you
Incomplete plans with my crew
Hate is so strong, I love it
You sink so low, I'll rise above it

Why are the words alwasy wrong?
Hit the wrong notes throughout the whole song
My pain comes from things never mentioned
Now even I question my intentions
The song's filled with you but it's empty
Love is too fake for you to see

Here's to the words not worth to sing
Here's to what doesn't mean a thing
Here's to the milk spilt over you
Incomplete plans with my crew
Hate is so strong, I love it
You sink so low, I'll rise above it

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