Thursday, November 6

i think i'm drowning.
asphyxiating.
i wanna break the spell.
that you've created.

you're something beautiful
a contradiction.
i want to play the game.
i want the friction.

i wanted freedom
but i'm restricted.
i tried to give you up.
but i'm addicted.

now that you know i'm trapped.
sense of elation.
you'll never dream of
breaking this fixation.
you will squeeze the life out of me.

bury it.
i won't let you bury it.
i won't let you smother it.
i won't let you murder it.

our time is running out.
you can't push it underground.
we can't stop it screaming out.

how did it come to this?

time is running out-muse.

awesome song.