Song | Garden Statement |
Artist | Hidden in Plain View |
Album | Life In Dreaming |
The traffic's backed for miles | |
On these quiet suburban roads | |
While the rubber necking strangers | |
Are dying to see these victims wounds | |
Cause he’s all alone | |
With his notebooks and poems | |
In this open grave where he wrote | |
All of his secrets | |
That became his lyrics | |
With no intent to show anyone [Chorus:] | |
And we give, and we give | |
But it's all for nothing | |
Its all for nothing | |
We try to resist, | |
But I gave everything | |
And its all for nothing | |
So the panic sets and cycles | |
His mind for restless sleep | |
And while the blood-sucking leeches | |
Contaminate every line they read | |
Just leave him alone in this dark room(tightly wrapped cocoon) | |
This white sheet, his tightly wrapped cocoon | |
Cause its no secret | |
I ******* need this | |
Like I don’t need anyone [Chorus x2] | |
It's like | |
I’m falling asleep with my eyes open shutting down and off the lights cause after all of this it’s all or nothing still | |
I wouldn’t try to ... | |
I've fallen asleep with my eyes open (and you'll lie to all your friends) (about sights you never saw) | |
Shutting down and off the lights (and you'll preach to all the press) (about what you don't know at all) | |
Cause after all of this it's all or nothing | |
Still I wouldn't try to fight | |
So let me drown so | |
I can breathe again | |
I’m through choking and suffocating | |
On alter egos and alter motives | |
Which weigh you down and take control of | |
The way you are and the things that you need | |
The life you live and the dreams that you dream | |
Distort and blur all in slow motion | |
They broke you down and now your broken (Spill the ink and spill your guts again)*16 times in the background* | |
And it’s sadder than the saddest movie | |
I ever saw but without the beauty | |
So I stopped watching, | |
I stopped caring | |
I've lost all interest and | |
I stopped wearing | |
These plastic smiles, | |
I’ve washed my hands clean | |
Forget that you forgot about me | |
And I’m living life, the big city feeling | |
It’s better than suburban dreaming | |
Living off the friends that hate you | |
Talk **** on me like | |
I don't know who | |
My real friends are anymore, no, | |
I dont know you anymore | |
And it’s sadder than the saddest movie | |
I ever saw, but without the beauty | |
So I stopped watching, | |
I stopped caring | |
Spill the ink and spill your guts again! | |
I've fallen asleep with my eyes open (and you'll lie to all your friends) (about sights you never saw) | |
Shutting down and off the lights (and you'll preach to all the press) (about what you don't know at all) | |
Cause after all of this it's all or nothing | |
Still I wouldn't try to fight |
The traffic' s backed for miles | |
On these quiet suburban roads | |
While the rubber necking strangers | |
Are dying to see these victims wounds | |
Cause he' s all alone | |
With his notebooks and poems | |
In this open grave where he wrote | |
All of his secrets | |
That became his lyrics | |
With no intent to show anyone Chorus: | |
And we give, and we give | |
But it' s all for nothing | |
Its all for nothing | |
We try to resist, | |
But I gave everything | |
And its all for nothing | |
So the panic sets and cycles | |
His mind for restless sleep | |
And while the bloodsucking leeches | |
Contaminate every line they read | |
Just leave him alone in this dark room tightly wrapped cocoon | |
This white sheet, his tightly wrapped cocoon | |
Cause its no secret | |
I need this | |
Like I don' t need anyone Chorus x2 | |
It' s like | |
I' m falling asleep with my eyes open shutting down and off the lights cause after all of this it' s all or nothing still | |
I wouldn' t try to ... | |
I' ve fallen asleep with my eyes open and you' ll lie to all your friends about sights you never saw | |
Shutting down and off the lights and you' ll preach to all the press about what you don' t know at all | |
Cause after all of this it' s all or nothing | |
Still I wouldn' t try to fight | |
So let me drown so | |
I can breathe again | |
I' m through choking and suffocating | |
On alter egos and alter motives | |
Which weigh you down and take control of | |
The way you are and the things that you need | |
The life you live and the dreams that you dream | |
Distort and blur all in slow motion | |
They broke you down and now your broken Spill the ink and spill your guts again 16 times in the background | |
And it' s sadder than the saddest movie | |
I ever saw but without the beauty | |
So I stopped watching, | |
I stopped caring | |
I' ve lost all interest and | |
I stopped wearing | |
These plastic smiles, | |
I' ve washed my hands clean | |
Forget that you forgot about me | |
And I' m living life, the big city feeling | |
It' s better than suburban dreaming | |
Living off the friends that hate you | |
Talk on me like | |
I don' t know who | |
My real friends are anymore, no, | |
I dont know you anymore | |
And it' s sadder than the saddest movie | |
I ever saw, but without the beauty | |
So I stopped watching, | |
I stopped caring | |
Spill the ink and spill your guts again! | |
I' ve fallen asleep with my eyes open and you' ll lie to all your friends about sights you never saw | |
Shutting down and off the lights and you' ll preach to all the press about what you don' t know at all | |
Cause after all of this it' s all or nothing | |
Still I wouldn' t try to fight |