David Knox (honestly why would i tell you? / does it matter?)
Saying Sayings of Old
The same excuses come to mind
all the reason why 'we' can't, shouldn't or don't
It is so tiresome, because there is no solution to find
I find myself using the same quote
'It's wrong and she won't' These words fill up my head
weighing me down like a block of lead
my heart tells me there's no reason it can't be
my heart says there is no reason she can't be with me
my heart deceives me and leads me astray
opening my cage into a world i do not know....
everything around me so confusing....in a world thats so fey
the world around me seems caitiff and just a facade... a show
why does this torture have to be real
why is everything based on what 'I' feel?
I can't keep saying the same things and stay here to die
but to leave.... i would leave my heart and what am i then? ... i must stay
there must be a solution, but all reason is clouded
by these accursed sayings: 'we can't, shouldn't and don; t.... it's wrong! '
I will reject all those thoughts, yet doing so.... i lose my soul
whats worse to lose a soul or a heart? i have fallen deep in a hole
I must choose what to lose a song, ?
or hope, heart or soul? curse you sayings of old
curse you this lyric, o cry for help, curse you sayings OF OLD!
and yet..... i can't....
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