Trying to Make Sense
Trying to Make Sense (10/29/2005)
I try to sit and think just to keep myself preoccupied
My stomach starts to sink when I see what I got locked inside
I try to get my conscience right and focus on my goals
Though I much prefer this rotten life, when you’re there beside the road
And just showing that you’re gold and something special in my life
Cause no matter what I’m thrown, you are there inside my mind
And I think that it’s a sign that I should stop and pay attention
My shell puts up a fight, but I approach with some disgression
I change course and direction and I feel your warm embrace
It kind of shakes me up and it’s something that I hate
That look upon your face that just takes away my brakes
I can’t escape away from your beauty and your taste
And so I try to chase you and still keep up with your pace
Am I another stupid guy to get lost inside this race?
Cause even if my case is weak and I’m another loser
I’ll have no damn regrets even if I have to lose her
Though it may take me a while to come out of my own shell
The scabs there to protect me from the others and myself
Scars that kept me well in times of utter weakness
I tried to keep it hidden, but you found a way to see it
And, although I didn’t need it, your lips caressed my secret
You tore right through my walls when nobody could repeat it
But, now I feel so cheated as we slowly fade again
Every time you leave me, it’s much longer ‘til I mend
Man, let me stop this nonsense and let me stop with speaking
I’m rambling ‘bout nothing that should ever need repeating
And I’m sure you’re sick of hearing of the girl that I hate missing
Even if there is no reason, ignored or when we’re kissing
Note: It should convey the confusion pretty well since I don’t think it makes much sense to begin with.
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