A Boy With Roses

Never Been In More Pain

Everything was going perfect until the domino fell

Causing a chain reaction

The pain took shape like a toothache with a vengeance

It gradually got worse and then spread like wildfire

I sprung into action and on day four of pain

I was at my wits\' end

 

Unable to sleep, unable to think                                                                                           

With my hands tied, unable to work, I was disturbed                         

Howling at the pale moonlight                                                                                       

In agony and suffering

 

The wound won\'t heal                                                                                                   

The feeling came over me like a heatwave                                                                           

It was the worst feeling ever                                                                                                         

I still haven\'t recovered                                                                                                   

Even now I can\'t operate                                                                                                     

I\'m like a photocopy of myself                                                                                   

Trying to get through the day                                                                                           

I\'m messed up in many ways                                                                                                   

Just when I focus I start to sway                                                                                 

Wanting to spit out the truth                                                                                                       

I feed myself bittersweet lies, lies, lies

 

Expanding like a blood vessel

Ignoring phone calls, surrounded by noise

I feel like I\'m a ghost town falling apart like a sandcastle

I\'ve dissolved into nothing

I can\'t fathom the swelling

I\'m drained of energy

Can\'t move

Can\'t take the torture

I\'m drained from the tenor

Creeping up on me like a nightmare

At the start of the year I never imagined I\'d be here

Like a faltering flame in windy places

Unable to sleep, unable to think                                                                                           

With my hands tied, unable to work, I was disturbed                   

Howling at the pale moonlight                                                                                       

In agony and suffering.