Monday, July 20, 2009

A moment is the most you can expect of perfection

I hear the car whistling down the road
It might be time to go back home
The shrieking is killing my ears
It might be time to go back home

My heart is raging and my lungs are shrinking
My hands are sweating and the wheel is shaking

You were the one to take away everything I loved
Just to see how delicate a man is
You can take swing at diamond teeth
They won't stain when I bleed

My ego is falling
wondering where you went
The clock is ticking
and I need my fix
My heart is raging and my lungs are shrinking
My hands are sweating and the wheel is shaking

I can be, I can be the one you want to love
Funny, tall, intelligent and such
Just tell me what you need
Who knows, who knows what I can be

Sometimes when I can't see past your eyes I think
I could be your everything, then i hear the car whistling

My heart is raging and my lungs are shrinking
My hands are sweating and the wheel is shaking

You were the one to take away everything I loved
Just to see how delicate a man is
Funny, tall, intelligent and such
Who knows, who knows what I can be
The instructions read perfection requires assembly

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