Jag är ett geni på photoshop.
Sommar!
Would we admit
We're dying?
Just a bit
And lying
That what we need is right here
Silently holding us dear
And the time might be near
When we live without fear
That an aching heart might cure another
If only they would even bother
That the cage you built is of glass, not steel
You would fly so high, given time to heal
Now upon the brink I shiver
Within the words I tried to give her
Every step I took retraced
Troughout the life which she had graced
Will I turn and run away from you?
Will life smile and remain untrue?
Will death sate and become my cure?
Will you prove that there's something pure?
This sickening disease beneath my skin
Lets hope flood where it should run thin
Lets me stand tall when I should be leaning
Reads into the tapestry a meaning
You'll move on, so well behaved
I will not be by love enslaved
Rid me of this
This lasting kiss
Hanging in the air
Let go of me
What I could be
I guess it's only fair
You were the future dressed as a stranger
