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"Scars" - Papa Roach
04.03.05 (10:17 pm)   [edit]
I'm drunk and I'm feeling down
and I just want to be alone
I'm pissed 'cause you came around why don't you just go home?
i've channeled all your pain
I can't help you fix yourself
you're making me insane
all I can say is:

I tear my heart open,
I sew myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much
our scars remind us the past is real
I tear my heart open just to feel

I tried to help you once
against my own advice
I saw you goin' down
but you never realised
that your drowning in the water
so I offered you my hand
compassion is in my nature
tonight is our last stand
I can't help you fix yourself
but at least I can say I tried
sorry but I gotta move on with my own life

I tear my heart open,
I sew myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much
our scars remind us the past is real
I tear my heart open just to feel

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hmm. I knew it was coming. It's coming. It is almost here. and I dunno. *shrug*. I think it'll be a teary night. :( or maybe it won't. let's see if I can wrap my head around the concepts one more time, and maybe I can see it in another light....

I am still struggling with my personal contemplations on life. And if I want to talk to someone about it. But, fuck, from what I still think, I don't think anything can help it. Damage has already been done. I'm a coward. And I will just have to play the game and hurt like everyone else. Perhaps in the same way, perhaps not. I guess I won't know unless I open up and talk to someone.

This is stuff I'd prolly normally write in my other blog. But, someone is right, I SHOULD talk to smoeone about it. and if blogging helps, do it. I'm still being vague. Details will remain on my other page. I just cannot share the specifics here. I am not ready for that "commitment".
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