Archive for the ‘Stabbing Westward’ Category

How Can I Hold On

Thursday, May 5th, 2011

Back when you were my life.
You gave me something that I.. could.. live.. for..
Now, everythings changed..
And you’re gone.
But i’m still here waiting.

How..! can I hold on!?
With nothing..! to hold on to!?
Why.. should I hold on?!
When there’s nothing! to hold on to!!!

Sex.. made me feel alive..

Everything I Touch

Wednesday, March 30th, 2011

The more I feel
The more I die
Nothing to give
Nothing inside
Everything I touch I break
Everything I touch I break
Everything I touch I break

I scratch and tear
Until it bleeds
I do not want
I only need
I only need
I only need

Everything I touch I break
Everything I touch I...

When I’m Dead

Saturday, February 12th, 2011

I know the tears you’re crying in your bed at night alone
I’ve cried those tears a thousand times
But those shallow empty songs about suicide are patronizing
You’ve got to learn to face your fears
Or do you think I’ll be less lonely when I’m dead
It can’t silence all the voices in my head
I...

Haunting Me

Saturday, September 25th, 2010

Everywhere I go I see your face.
And every sound I hear
is the sound of your voice.
Why are you haunting me?
Why are you haunting me?
Why can’t I let you go? Go?

Why are you haunting me?
Why are you haunting me?
Why are you haunting me?
Why are you haunting me?

Everything about me is a lie,
At least...