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all time low - weightless ♥Category: Lyrics ♥
Friday, 15 October 2010
03:20:13 PM (GMT)
Manage me, I'm a mess
Turn a page, I'm a book half unread
I wanna be laughed at, laughed with, just because
I wanna feel weightless and that should be enough

But I'm stuck in this fucking rut
Waiting on a second-hand pick-me-up
And I'm over getting older

If I could just find the time
Then I would never let another day go by
I'm over getting old

Maybe it's not my weekend but it's gonna be my year
And I'm so sick of watching while the minutes pass as I go nowhere
And this is my reaction to everything I fear
'Cause I've been going crazy, I don't wanna waste another minute here

Make believe that I impress
That every word, by design, turns a head
I wanna feel reckless, wanna live it up just because
I wanna feel weightless 'cause that would be enough

If I could just find the time
Then I would never let another day go by
I'm over getting old

Maybe it's not my weekend but it's gonna be my year
And I'm so sick of watching while the minutes pass as I go nowhere
And this is my reaction to everything I fear
'Cause I've been going crazy, I don't wanna waste another minute here

This could be all I've waited for
(I've waited, I've waited for)
And this could be everything I don't wanna dream anymore

Maybe it's not my weekend but it's gonna be my year
And I've been going crazy, I'm stuck in here

Maybe it's not my weekend but it's gonna be my year
(It's gonna be my year)
And I'm so sick of watching while the minutes pass as I go nowhere
(Go nowhere)
And this is my reaction to everything I fear
(Everything I fear)
'Cause I've been going crazy, I don't wanna waste another minute here ♥

Comments 
‹Kairos› says :   15 October 2010   229220  
i know where your coming from, i can NOT tell you how much the first
and second stanza spoke out...(to  me? lol) its hard sometimes but its
like fun isnt actually fun anymore, like you have to earn fun..ur life
isnt your life when its not run by yur own two feet. heck, the colors
of your world seems like its fading away like how paint starts to dry
and chip. just pick yourself up, and pull a smile, it may be fake and
it feels like your murdering yourself but it makes the world seem
thinner and make things around you more easier and happier, in
time...people will see that smile and smile back and thats when real
beauty plays out.
 
 
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