I haven't told everything.: Juni 2011

Mittwoch, 1. Juni 2011

I need a doctor.

Mal wieder etwas mit den alten Mädels machen, irgendwie gut.

Ich scheine mein Leben langsam wieder in Griff zubekommen, nachdem meine Beste mich so aus dem Gleichgewicht gebracht hat.

I'm about to lose my mind
you've been gone for so long
I'm running out of time
I need a doctor
call me a doctor
I need a doctor, doctor
to bring me back to life

Six Degrees of Seperation

You've read the books
You've watched the shows
What's the best way no one knows
Medicate, get hypnotized
Anything to take from your mind
But it won't go

You are doing all these things out of desperation
You are going through six degrees of seperation

You hit the drink, you take a toke
Watch the past go up in smoke
Fake a smilie, lie and say that
I am better now than ever, and life's okay
Well it is not. No.
[...]
First, you think the worst is a broken heart
What's gonna kill you is the second part
And the third, is when you world splits down the middle
And fourth, you are gonna think that you fixed yourself
Fifth, you see them out with someone else
And the sixth, is when you admit that you may have messed up a little
[...]
No, there's no starting over
Without finding closure
You'd take them back
No hesitation
That's when you know you've reached the sixth Degree of seperation.

I haven't told everything.

The monster's under my bed.

Mittwoch, 1. Juni 2011

I need a doctor.

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