The Feeling
Away for now, you see me crying;
To end this pain, I’m trying.
For when you said you loved me, you were lying
I think you should know the feeling is dying.
Unherd ways to end this pain
A morbid hellstorm and endless rain
Of daggers falling from the sky
Must we let the feeling die?
Take a look inside my head,
A torture device where I once bled,
The unwanted memories I now dread,
You’re too late now, the feeling is dead
To see it at the burial or not, I leave you to decide.
From my shattered heart, im sorry my love,
the feeling has died.
To end this pain, I’m trying.
For when you said you loved me, you were lying
I think you should know the feeling is dying.
Unherd ways to end this pain
A morbid hellstorm and endless rain
Of daggers falling from the sky
Must we let the feeling die?
Take a look inside my head,
A torture device where I once bled,
The unwanted memories I now dread,
You’re too late now, the feeling is dead
To see it at the burial or not, I leave you to decide.
From my shattered heart, im sorry my love,
the feeling has died.