For All I'm Worth
It swallowed my life,
the cloud of green and grey fuzz
and that liquid buzz
I played a dangerous game, and lost.
Burn the memories, into ash.
I can take it anymore.
Just some whore,
everyone seemed to ignore.
I was imprisoned by the ones who hated me.
Wasting days away in a haze,
can't even talk without slurring,
tripping over every word.
It's been months since I tried to write,
I've been to busy fueling a fight, night after night,
flashing lights, hands cuffs and jail cells,
what a sight.
Through it all, he made it seem right
to sneak out late at night, sneak in bars,
get wasted off our asses,
when we couldn't even walk to start.
I don't remember much,
a hazing cloud of green smoke,
some stupid fucking joke.
burning every word I ever wrote.
It took my art, my music and my words,
it's like I crumbled them up,
sticking them in my pipe
and smoking them up to nothing.
It was that little taste of eternity,
left over from the pipe,
that's what made me loose my sight,
start all those terrible fights.
Mother dear,
I still hate you,
I have since I was three,
you tried to tell me who to be.
Farther, farther,
You don't know who I've grown to be,
you thought when you hit me,
it'd be the last of the speed?
Sister and brother,
Where have you been?
You were supposed to help me,
not fucking leave me!
Why'd I ever get clean?
No one cared back then,
but I'm so fucking glad,
Ivan's the best I ever had.
It's all the words you said,
ringing over in my head,
lighting the darkness of my life.
helping win this tragic fight.
Anger always claims me,
breaking me down to a ticking time bomb.
My blood burns in my skin
when they touch me.
The pictures on the wall,
fly all about the room,
but mom! I swear I didn't move.
Every sentimental value turns to dust.
I pull at my hair,
tell the voices to stop
it hurts so damn bad, when they get in my head.
But all I want is you...
I sold my soul for what it's worth,
you bought it back and fixed my heart.
Your like an antidote,
countering the un-pureness of my mind.
Someone like you is impossible to find.
I hold you close,
and promise I wont let go
for all my word is worth,
I love you.
the cloud of green and grey fuzz
and that liquid buzz
I played a dangerous game, and lost.
Burn the memories, into ash.
I can take it anymore.
Just some whore,
everyone seemed to ignore.
I was imprisoned by the ones who hated me.
Wasting days away in a haze,
can't even talk without slurring,
tripping over every word.
It's been months since I tried to write,
I've been to busy fueling a fight, night after night,
flashing lights, hands cuffs and jail cells,
what a sight.
Through it all, he made it seem right
to sneak out late at night, sneak in bars,
get wasted off our asses,
when we couldn't even walk to start.
I don't remember much,
a hazing cloud of green smoke,
some stupid fucking joke.
burning every word I ever wrote.
It took my art, my music and my words,
it's like I crumbled them up,
sticking them in my pipe
and smoking them up to nothing.
It was that little taste of eternity,
left over from the pipe,
that's what made me loose my sight,
start all those terrible fights.
Mother dear,
I still hate you,
I have since I was three,
you tried to tell me who to be.
Farther, farther,
You don't know who I've grown to be,
you thought when you hit me,
it'd be the last of the speed?
Sister and brother,
Where have you been?
You were supposed to help me,
not fucking leave me!
Why'd I ever get clean?
No one cared back then,
but I'm so fucking glad,
Ivan's the best I ever had.
It's all the words you said,
ringing over in my head,
lighting the darkness of my life.
helping win this tragic fight.
Anger always claims me,
breaking me down to a ticking time bomb.
My blood burns in my skin
when they touch me.
The pictures on the wall,
fly all about the room,
but mom! I swear I didn't move.
Every sentimental value turns to dust.
I pull at my hair,
tell the voices to stop
it hurts so damn bad, when they get in my head.
But all I want is you...
I sold my soul for what it's worth,
you bought it back and fixed my heart.
Your like an antidote,
countering the un-pureness of my mind.
Someone like you is impossible to find.
I hold you close,
and promise I wont let go
for all my word is worth,
I love you.