Our Nothing
Our Nothing (2/12/2007)
I’m stuck in this room cause of a sip of the venom
Every second crawls by and it drills in the lesson
How every momentary session of open wide exuberance
Has a price to pay, but I didn’t have a clue to this
Cause maybe I am new to this, I never really hear it
But these tonal qualities leave reeling back, I fear it
Now I’m jotting down these lyrics so maybe I can sleep soon
Clear my head of the confusion that you suddenly let seep through
But everytime I meet you, I wind up going round full circle
Til I’m battered and I’m beaten and I’m colored black and purple
It’s not like I mean to hurt you, but the words between the lines
None of it exists now please stop digging through my mind
Cause every thing is fine, but I have these simple expectations
I like drawing out a line to avoid the aggravations
Eliminate the allegations that lead me to aggitation
Searching for the words to realign the allocation
To organize my feelings and not mix them in the moment
But you put them in a blender, now everything is hopeless
How can you not take notice that I’m looking for my exit
Throw down a few more lines and hope somebody else will get it
Cause I’m simple, not obsessive, though maybe I’m pathetic
It doesn’t mean I’m desperate to cross the line, forget it
But before I sound aggressive, understand my lone intention
To clarify the situation and avoid a dark retention
A cowardly confession done in the interest of protection
A moment on it’s own caused by a little indisgression
Nothing near perfection, but perfect in it’s own right
A nothing for the nobodies, a cold and never known night
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