In The Halflight

I try to focus on the lines at the side of the road,
Through blacked out windows i see myself slowly fading away,
When i lock eyes with you, you only see half of me,
You only see what you have fucking heard,
I keep on trying to burn those fucking pages
But their words have cut so fucking deep
I can only blame myself,
I keep on trying to forget every yesterday its

Killing me to stay here these worthless nights all lead to nowhere,
I keep on trying to burn those fucking pages
But there words have cut so fucking deep
I can only blame myself
Its killing me to stay here
These worthless nights all lead to nowhere,
Its killing me to stay here
These worthless nights all lead to nowhere,

The glass cracks as i watch the hours falling away from me,
These were the things that i kept to myself
These are the things that i kept to myself.


"Dead Swans are all that matters to me at the moment,
their songs are keeping me going and after reciving a message
from the singer nick( i know fucked up hay) expleaning most
of the songs in his point of view has shown me more sides to
the songs that he sings. It was amazing to hear how messed up some
of the stoires are that create these songs and to look at them and never
think stuff like that happenes to nice kids like that.."

good night
xxx