Yahveh(Yod-hay-vav-hay)Where am I?Yahveh(Yod-hay-vav-hay)1 day ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Should I even exists?
Look at what I have done.
You should be sick of me, father.
Why am I here oh Yahveh?
Should I just hang myself and choke on death?
What use am I good for anyway?
Yet, you kept running to me like the same.
Why? Oh, why?
I don't deserve to be alive.
Don't you understand?
Let me die.
Why do you love me still?
I don't get it!!!! I don't get it!!!!
I feel only disgusted and in shame.
Why am I still here?!!!!
Why am I accepting? It'll make me cry!!!!
I'll cry and then I'll be flesh again!!!!
Oh, Yahveh why?!!!! Whyyyyyy?!!!!
If you can stitch me up, I submit....
Mixed up feelingsToo you it might seem a little big strangeMixed up feelings1 day ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
but i´m not going to change
you might call it a little bit stupid
you make me question the accuracy of cupid
I´ll forever be
true! too! who! i´am
sometimes I think you are the one
at other times I think you are just another one
my game is not to cause pain
but sometimes it goes that way
I just want to know before i´m sure
you know love is forever right
it´s not a decision to take light
I thought I found it once before
now I don´t only think it I think more
but it´s hard to be sure
I´d give you all the power
pledge my love like Romeo
that it´s boundless! free!
you could be my Juliet in the tower
but ours would end happily
but i´d not mind if I died
if you were laying next to me
what i´m trying to say
it´s normal to have mixed up feelings
but what counts is I think of you
how much I love you in the end of the day
you make me crazy so confused
and I feel fear now
because I have something
Path of SufferingScars deep inside.Path of Suffering1 day ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Making me insane.
Pills only to make me dead.
Beings being in distortion.
Telling me to kill myself.
Rocks thrown at me.
Why am I suffering?
Is there a point to scars?
Why is it that I can go so far?
Angels appear to me.
Telling me to go on.
They said, "there is more than this".
Stone cold inside.
I didn't even listen.
I just kept on complaining.
I'm not seeing that this is worth going through.
In cuffs from my desire for pleasure.
Lust for acceptance.
Just get me out of here!!!!
I give up.
I just give up!!!!
Get me out of this.
I need you this much!!!!
Get me through this path of suffering.
Old MapWhere is the big batch?Old Map1 day ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
The willing and the seeking.
Have we not done well?
Give me the map.
Where have we gone?
It seem to have distorted quart-nets.
No we only sing hopeless laments.
Was this map supposed to be better?
It just makes the path worse.
Where is the old map?
Do we have it?
Should it be with the captain?
Is it possible we have took manner into our old hands?
We have observed, but never knew a location.
We have looked at the old map ever so little.
We are as lost as much as the willing.
What is there to obtain without the old map?
Captain can we say sorry?
Can we say sorry?
Can we see the old map?
So we may find the big catch.
I'm sorry for not trusting.
The old map will be used to make anew.
Using both for precision.
Aye aye Captain.
Captain and old map.
OutcastsDisposed like trash and used.Outcasts1 day ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Thrown away. For we did not fit in.
Broken and torn within.
How can we fit in such madness?
We are cast away and nothing awaits us here.
Then we were taken up by a light within the darkness.
So warm oh so warm.
A light of pure truth and at first we did not see
That we are meant to be cast out.
We are the outcasts and now we are wanted dead or alive.
I never felt so much life before.
I'll never be the same.
Now I'll never enter a horror.
I climb to be the outcast.
Now a difference, the renewed breed.
Odd to think a normality is within.
Nonsense you speak.
What is not weird? Tell me.
A breed of outcasts meant for something more.
Come and I'll show you things from times of old.
Be the ones to outlast.
I say the light does care.
Look, for we are wanted by it.
Yet, here, we are wanted dead or alive.