Deep thought
Rises inside of me
Confounded explicit memory
Rife with regret and remorse
Steering a course
For a dark mental odyssey
I know
It"s pointless to play the past
Over and over
From first frame until the last
Stuck in slow motion replay
Seeking to alter
The plot or cast
But what you don"t know
Is I wouldn"t trade the way I feel
Cos nothing"s done more
To make me heal
As I lie awake
My heart wounds can fester all they need
Ejecting the splinters
With utmost speed
My sorrow
Covers and comforts me
My sorrow
Isn"t the enemy
Rather my tireless friend
On this I can always depend
My sorrow
Proves that my heart"s alive
My sorrow
Gives me the sense
That I want to survive
My sorrow
My sorrow
Please don"t take it away from me
Some may think it pathetic
Or it may be genetic
Obsessing on losses gone by
But pondering why
Makes the world poetic
Great art, great text
Great symphonies
They all spring forth
From agonies
This you cannot deny
Aren"t you curious why?
I"m going to tell you a secret
Life is best at its bleakest
If you don"t feel this way too
Then I"m sorry for you
Rises inside of me
Confounded explicit memory
Rife with regret and remorse
Steering a course
For a dark mental odyssey
I know
It"s pointless to play the past
Over and over
From first frame until the last
Stuck in slow motion replay
Seeking to alter
The plot or cast
But what you don"t know
Is I wouldn"t trade the way I feel
Cos nothing"s done more
To make me heal
As I lie awake
My heart wounds can fester all they need
Ejecting the splinters
With utmost speed
My sorrow
Covers and comforts me
My sorrow
Isn"t the enemy
Rather my tireless friend
On this I can always depend
My sorrow
Proves that my heart"s alive
My sorrow
Gives me the sense
That I want to survive
My sorrow
My sorrow
Please don"t take it away from me
Some may think it pathetic
Or it may be genetic
Obsessing on losses gone by
But pondering why
Makes the world poetic
Great art, great text
Great symphonies
They all spring forth
From agonies
This you cannot deny
Aren"t you curious why?
I"m going to tell you a secret
Life is best at its bleakest
If you don"t feel this way too
Then I"m sorry for you