Day 5

He felt the same way back Saw a new reminder then the pain came back He tries to keep his posture but the days they stack In the fucking past The quickly passing present seems to futuristic in a sense The innocence got sent away like subtle scents Who predicted it would come to this? Was stupid wishing, even hoping but the truth was hidden Yet it was right there in front of him It's truly shitty, makes no fucking sense It's hard, see, the memories forever stuck in him It must have been right, right? Would be a fool to risk it The comfort of today would've made the future hit him hard Would be beaten repeatedly by the feeling of regret 'Till he's blue and thinking stop He perceived it as treatable but he knew it in his heart He better stop and he better do it quickly Save me I can't help it myself I'm Breaking Please just Save me I can't help it myself I'm Breaking You can weep, can regret, but the present's a bitch Doesn't matter if you pray or if you're wishing for shit Change doesn't come to the past, it's just where it lives No matter what, it is what it is He don't wish for the outcome to be different He wish to be himself yet there's still doubting in the distance The indecisiveness and pain around a decision, followed by The feeling of throwing away what you calling szívem, now listen It's a bittersweet mixture Being broken and learning to find the tools to fix it Heavy lies the head But the head saw better times and corrected the spine Now it cracked, so he's back, stuck reflecting inside There is it again that funny feeling Unleashing the evil ones Now it seems, they running freely As he's speaking to them, seeking for the key to lock them in The eager to seize it, rising with his gaze upon the fucking ceiling Save me I can't help it myself I'm Breaking Please Save me I can't help it myself I'm Breaking