one side of the story

Posted: March 9, 2008 in Uncategorized

and it’s you, when i look into the mirror

and it’s you that i dont want to pick up the phone

sometimes, you just cant make it on your own.


my insides all turn to ash, so slow…
that wind took it away, from sight
and now the darkness’s over day, that night…
the heartless wind keep blowing
i used to be my own protection, but not now
cos my path has lost direction, somehow.
that wind took you away, from sight.

after my dreaming
i woke with this fear
what am i leaving
when im done here?
dont resent me,
when you’re feeling empty
keep me in your memory, leave out all the rest.
don’t be afraid, i’ve taken my beating
i’ve shared what i’ve made
i’ve never been perfect, but neither have you

i can’t sleep, no, not like i used to,
i can’t breathe in and out like i need to,
what’s your vice?
you know that mine’s an illusion
so don’t you stop, pushing me
i can take, so much.

so why does my pride make me run and hide

am i afraid of you?

but you know, it’s a lie what i keep inside

this is not how i want it to be.


i’d take another chance,
take a fall,
take a shot for you
i need you like a fire red
but now, it’s turning blue.

this could all pass you by
didnt i tell you?
but i cant spell it out for you
no, it’s never gonna be that simple
no, i cant spell it out for you.

1 side of the story, and that’s your side of the story
and they make their own story
i wonder what would happen if they only heard my story


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