I'm looking at you through the glass... Don't know how much time has passed Oh god it feels like forever But no one ever tells you that forever Feels like home sitting all alone inside your head
How do you feel? That is the question But I forget.. you don't expect an easy answer When something like a soul becomes Initialized and folded up like paper dolls and little notes You cant expect a bit of hope And while your outside looking in Describing what you see Remember what your staring at is me
How much is real? So much to question An epidemic of the mannequins Contaminating everything When thought came from the heart It never did right from the start Just listen to the noises (No more sad voices) Before you tell yourself Its just a different scene Remember its just different from what you've seen
And it's the stars The stars that shine for you And it's the stars The stars that lie to you.. yeah-ah
Cause I'm looking at you through the glass... Don't know how much time has passed All I know is that it feels like forever But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home, sitting all alone inside your head
your fishy seems to have died of thirst, have a band aid and come back in three weeks.
ok, for those of you non-knowledged people, Katakana is an ancient form of japanese writing, Oneof three that are used to make up the japanese language.
Shado-San · Tue Nov 21, 2006 @ 12:48pm · 0 Comments |