Dive over
dive under
into the drowning pool..of could have been's..
Fly upward
fly through
these feelings of dying again........
And its desperation that colors me..............
It's anticipation... That keeps me awake.........
Cause I know..and you know... It's coming ..
....it's just a matter of breaking it to me..........gently.
Starvation ..intimidation..
Overwhelming...and subtle...
Hang blistered..lay frozen..
Till the last breath..turns blue
it's all a moment...just a moment..
Perfect pain..and recognition..
Suspended time.....breathless honesty..
Cause i know..and you know.. It's coming.........
it's all just a matter of...
Breaking it to me........gently......
So break it...break it..........
BREAK IT...........
To me gently..............................
i won't scream..
And i won't cry........
and i just might...........laugh a while.....
Till it hits........this is it....................
Starvation..intimidation..
Overwhelming...and subtle..
Hang blistered.......laying frozen..
Till the last breath......turns blue..
And still the music plays............that same old line..
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