Waiting Room
Posted: Fri Dec 03, 2010 4:38 am
Sittin in the waiting room nervous as hell.
Scared to see what the picture will tell.
For the only person that I've truly cared.
About the way you live and how you fared.
From the day I left to the present date.
I hope you don't feel any feelings of hate.
For the way I've treated you in the later days.
Just remember the days before I used blades.
To cut the lines that almost took my life.
Remember the days before all that strife.
The days before the heat of the present.
My feet feel heavy like their in cement.
Walk in the room to see you once again.
Feels like forever, I hope is not the end.
But only the beginning, show you all the change.
That I've gone through, No longer deranged
Finally gave up the pills and things I adored.
Happy that my lifes finally an empty board.
But why cant I tell you how I really feel.
Open my mouth, my lips stay sealed.
Like I can't get past the IV in you arm.
Or the morphine that won't cause you harm
Because you need it to help with the pain.
Not the way I've done that drove me insane.
Things I would give up to just go back.
To stop myself from smoking my first black.
That didn't stop there, I thought it filled my soul.
Moved on to pk's to try and fill that hole.
That I always felt when I knew I failed.
To uplift the family and the values we hailed.
But I always knew you were there to uplift.
Me, Now it's my turn to help with conflict.
I'm pretty new to writing lyrics. So hit me with some feedback.
Scared to see what the picture will tell.
For the only person that I've truly cared.
About the way you live and how you fared.
From the day I left to the present date.
I hope you don't feel any feelings of hate.
For the way I've treated you in the later days.
Just remember the days before I used blades.
To cut the lines that almost took my life.
Remember the days before all that strife.
The days before the heat of the present.
My feet feel heavy like their in cement.
Walk in the room to see you once again.
Feels like forever, I hope is not the end.
But only the beginning, show you all the change.
That I've gone through, No longer deranged
Finally gave up the pills and things I adored.
Happy that my lifes finally an empty board.
But why cant I tell you how I really feel.
Open my mouth, my lips stay sealed.
Like I can't get past the IV in you arm.
Or the morphine that won't cause you harm
Because you need it to help with the pain.
Not the way I've done that drove me insane.
Things I would give up to just go back.
To stop myself from smoking my first black.
That didn't stop there, I thought it filled my soul.
Moved on to pk's to try and fill that hole.
That I always felt when I knew I failed.
To uplift the family and the values we hailed.
But I always knew you were there to uplift.
Me, Now it's my turn to help with conflict.
I'm pretty new to writing lyrics. So hit me with some feedback.
