MyRamona
08-03-2006, 05:51 AM
VOLATILE
20,000 mph 50 thoughts a second,
I didn't choose I had to lose my mind or your presence.
Rinsing down the fast lane, into a brick wall.
Thats how it seems, seems to me, everyone else is still.
Speedblur in my head is twisting round and round,
release my hatred and my anger to the fiery ground.
The chords holding me together have now become unwound,
you did this to me, Jack the Ripper; no sound.
4 Loose screws in the head, they should chain me to a bed with the lights out.
Too much of a chore, a waste of time, dealing with a volatile mind.
Sit back and hold tight if you wanna be with me,
It ain't no glide its satans ride, with or without me.
Do everything you do, no more consequences.
Find enough time to keep yourself alive, then bury your head in the muck.
Shouting, screaming, kicking, fussing, I got no time for that.
Too much of a chore, a waste of time, dealing with a volatile mind.
you can't run from yourself, your by your own and nobody else can help you.
Sit back, and bathe in the glory of numbness,
no regrets, don't look back.
You're running from your shadow, shaking at the knees.
Begging on the floor screaming PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!!!!
(this is one of my first set of lyrics that hasn't gone in the bin, so tell me what you think).
20,000 mph 50 thoughts a second,
I didn't choose I had to lose my mind or your presence.
Rinsing down the fast lane, into a brick wall.
Thats how it seems, seems to me, everyone else is still.
Speedblur in my head is twisting round and round,
release my hatred and my anger to the fiery ground.
The chords holding me together have now become unwound,
you did this to me, Jack the Ripper; no sound.
4 Loose screws in the head, they should chain me to a bed with the lights out.
Too much of a chore, a waste of time, dealing with a volatile mind.
Sit back and hold tight if you wanna be with me,
It ain't no glide its satans ride, with or without me.
Do everything you do, no more consequences.
Find enough time to keep yourself alive, then bury your head in the muck.
Shouting, screaming, kicking, fussing, I got no time for that.
Too much of a chore, a waste of time, dealing with a volatile mind.
you can't run from yourself, your by your own and nobody else can help you.
Sit back, and bathe in the glory of numbness,
no regrets, don't look back.
You're running from your shadow, shaking at the knees.
Begging on the floor screaming PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!!!!
(this is one of my first set of lyrics that hasn't gone in the bin, so tell me what you think).