IRC-Galleria

Is it a war zone?
Is it a freak show?
Is it a terror dome?
Is it a radio?
Is it a firewall?
Is it a death toll?
Is it an atom bomb?
Is it a tombstone?

;________;

Oh God, I Like You A Lot.
I've Had This Feeling At Least For Three Years.
Nowadays, I Think You Don't Even Know That I Exist.

Please Don't Ask. But I Just Can't Fall Silent About This
Thing Anymore.

~o

a l l i f e e l i s e m p t i n e s s .

A couple of years and I'm a silhouette
My halo is broken now and I'm all that's left
I hate to disappoint but it's the way things went
I was bound to the things I did
And after what was said
Tie up these loose ends
These voices are calling me out
I've got the solution
You can feed me to something
That is leaving this doubt

Whoa, I'm losing hope
There's a hole in my heart
That's been cut out of stone
Whoa, cold comes cold goes
Could you fill this hole?
Cause I can't do it alone

A couple of tears and I'm a broken mess
The sadness has taken me far too deep in regret
So sing me a song about something good
My heart's on the thrashing floor
And I've done every single thing I could
I use to believe in
Some kind of feeling
That could change everything I thought I knew
But that door is closed and
My heart feels like it's frozen
If you hear me I can feel you

The coldest heart can be brought to life
When it's thrown into the fire of goodbyes

I've got the coldest heart
(Cause I can't do it alone)