♔ elise. I live for rock n roll, Life is meant to tear you apart, and how you put yourself back together is the only thing that would count. It is the only thing that would matter.
I have been getting these anxiety attacks lately. My brain tends to overwork. I swear it smokes up and I could feel it in all of my body.
I have a lot of nasty habits - one of which is overthinking. Overthinking is the worst mainly because it has no fucking anything I can counter it with. Music works, then seconds later, I am back to these thoughts. Stupid thoughts I wish I could drown with the heaviest and grittiest music I can listen to, stupid and useless thoughts that would be better to live without. But the more you distract yourself, the more your brain will swerve back to those thoughts.
If only there was something that could shut off a certain thought.
If only.
we’re different poles on a magnet
we’re blacks and whites on a color palette
baby we’re oil and water, but now I know.
we can defy science.
How do I begin with this end?
I’m tangled with you again
These lights are blinding my eyes
If you were a star, you’d be the brightest
Hand in hand, your tongue in your cheek again
I’m not asking for too much time or a little rush, but you could be mine.
I’ll be hanging around this corner
Even if you find another, and call her yours.
We’re like children at the moment, enemies on the next, blinded lovers soon enough
I’m getting older, and getting more tired
See the girl that’s by the corner
If you can’t find another, you can call her yours.
He says no
His lips betray his words
He doesn’t believe in love
And I don’t believe him
I don’t believe you.
If you can’t love me, at least you can tell me.
Torn open for the world to see
Being naked with no secrets to keep
They say those skeletons you can eat
Before they come out of your closet
Tell me, you can tell me
My closet’s wide enough for your secrets
Tell me, you can tell me
I promise I could lock them up
The world rips you open
I could help in sewing you shut
Just let me pull your strings
I swear I can make you whole again
You set my veins on fire
Go on, say it’s nothing and be a liar
If you were a headache, painkillers won’t be enough
i am weak
i am free
they all see
but they can’t breathe
they all wear masks
they cover their tracks
they are gods
but you can’t feel their hearts
come home to the past you wanted to last
come home to the last you wanted to pass
come home to the dreams you wanted me to have, come home.
come home
come home
come home, i know you don’t feel safe, you just wanted to get away
come home to the place where you wanted to break
come home to the face who wanted you to stay
come home to your friends who love you, but they don’t. come home.
your bones are made of fire and ice
they burn and break at the same time
your hands are full of humble pride
and you say it’s magic everytime
