The Art of the MusicianIn most hearts the music echosIn the symphony of a broken soul
PainlessThrow a rock;throw a bolder,throw me in a river.I feel painless.I feel fearless.I feel careless.I love you,I miss you,I need you.I understand clearly,that maybe it will never happen.Never, just keep reminding me of that.I understand clearly,if time is your test,it'll always fail.I'll always fail,you'll always fail,we'll always fail.Life will always fail.My love will always stay.Yours will disappear.Shake it off, and live tomorrow.Shake it off, and keep breathing.Shake it off, and keep your (broken) heart beating.
World Is A Nightmare.Once upon a time, night was a friendly place to be.Darkness would cloak me, and help forget about the world as wrote.And the silence that strung in the air was bearable.The night used to be a place of safety, security.Then it changed, turning bitter against.Bringing out all my nightmares that 4a.m. knew.The world no longer seems peaceful, felt like monster were linger in every shadow.How do you sleep in a place you can only fear?How do you release your secrets, when everyone has betrayed you?How do I pick between dreams and reality right now?They're both nightmares.
Can't help yourself..I never wanted this to happen to us.It's slowly erasing our identities.Could you find your heart buried in needles?Lost in the woods, Rivers flow, minds blendCan't help yourself...Watched me crumble,I wish I was a little stronger.
The Truth in MeThey could never see,light, it blinds,the dark, it hides.They could never hear,the pain, it hurts,but they wont hear my screams,they cant.They could never feel,the real is gone,the fantasy is real.They feel... they see....they hear... they breath...but no one will ever knowthe truth in meHardship and triumph,all up for grabs.Love and comfort,taken from all.Pain and sorrow is all Ifeel. never beforehas it everbeen real.No one understands,everyone hates,no longer are loveand comfort present.Confusion and angerhang in the air,but they now hurt withthe sting of despair.
The Broken GirlThe broken heart beats,The broken mind thinks,The broken mouth speaks,The broken soul lives,The broken fingers searchfor a place to survive,and the broken girlsomehow makes it before she dies.