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Blue October - Weight Of The World |
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A blackout in the room again |
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a busted lip and broken skin. |
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I wake up in the bathroom |
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and dare not bother asking |
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why the mirror's craked and all I see |
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are shards of glass inside of me. |
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There's voices there to dare me, |
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my father's here to scare me. |
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My mother sits beyond the door she's |
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curled up crying on the floor, |
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look at what her son's done. |
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When the weight of all the world's gone wrong. |
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It's gone wrong again. |
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Gone fucking wrong. |
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It's gone wrong again. |
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Well liars they leave a guilty trail. |
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And let me tell you something people, |
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I've been lying for fucking years. |
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That must be why I'm standing in this space. |
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Disregarding that I've created these monsters |
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they're on fucking both of my sides, |
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So I wipe the blood from both of their eyes. |
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From all four of their eyes. |
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And while I wait for wounds to heal |
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I see you by the window sil, |
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your heart's torn out |
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a plastic spoon |
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when honesty lit up that room |
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so I stole the pillowcase to clean |
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this mess I've made of someones dream. |
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Now you've seen what I've done, |
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when the weight of all the world's gone wrong. |
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It's gone wrong again |
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gone fucking wrong |
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it's gone all wrong again. |
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This room is old and wise |
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I fall onto the bed and wonder, |
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"How did I get here?" |
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The little boy who would argue with a tree |
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just fucking thump his head |
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and he'll turn back to normal. |
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Now why is that what I see? |
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Don't bother trusting |
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don't bother waiting |
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don't bother changing things that won't give into changing |
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just let me go away. |
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I'm packed |
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whenever |
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I'm down |
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whenever. |
