Every time I wake up alive

I'm tired of lying to myself
About you
But telling myself the truth
Would do no good

So I occupy my mind
And drown myself in my art

And get angry with myself
Every time I wake up alive



I'm tired of lying to myself
I want to fall inlove with you
But that would only increase
My suffering

So I kill the love that grows inside
And it kills me when it dies

And I cry
Every time I wake up alive
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Posted: Nov 2009

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