| as it just so happens, here we find ourselves. under a bridge. embuttment on the freeway. flying faster than the cars. and crashing. conflicting, convulsing, contiguous personalities pass in the night. but it just might happen. i've been here before and i don't kid myself i'll be here again someday. once it was hard to take a life once i was hard to make a life. with everyone. until upon unknown ursurpers i finally broke my heart. at least i put up a good fight. took alot of you to take me down. and in those last few moments it's strange what goes through your head. as you lie in the dirt and hear the cars pass overhead you feel for a pulse and come up empty. you're dying and you know it. but no regrets came up for me. bitterness, yes, and unfairness, certainly. as my head becomes lighter the world becomes darker i can't feel my feet, but i don't want to follow you anyway as you walk away. actually it's lucky for me that my heart isn't beating, because if i knew where my feet were i'd make the same mistake i've always made. thanks for the heartbreak, it really hit the spot. |
| My Heart Isn't Beating! Call Somebody Quick! |