Curl Up And Die Make Like A Computer And Get With The Program Lyrics

Make Like A Computer And Get With The Program Lyrics

When we see each other again will it be this cold? tired from the week and
unscheduled events i hope i understand. wide awake, my eyelashes desperately
flutter to let myself fall back into what she had woven so well. sealed lungs
shut with your open mouth to my spine. early morning to make it through this
haze, beautiful memories now only haunt me. things like this never last. wasted
time rearranging what i was trying to omit, leaving the saliva scented ruin upon
my wrists. so young, wasting this tired life on endless thoughts and endless
nights, and i end up nothing to you, not a fucking thing and i am fucked up
again. (i was nothing to you.) i guess the talents will always outweigh the
flowing constant streaming so perfectly through, trying to erase the now for
then. i have dreamt every night of being on that train with you, but i won't be
on that train tonight. i'm not at your convience.