Tempted

Don’t push me enough
I’m already tempted to tell
I better stay by myself
I better stay hurt.
You’d want that as well
More than anything else

Words would spoil the signs and secrets
That would otherwise remain.
Revelations would only choke you to death
When you could breathe again

Simple secrets will become bitter truth
When you hear them
And you’ll know what you made me.
Hidden lies will become ugly scars
When you uncover them
And you’ll know I was never free.

Don’t push me enough
I’m already tempted to tell
I better stay by myself
I better stay hurt.
You’d want that as well
More than anything else

For All The Wrong Reasons

Why do we increase the distance

And then build bridges?

Why do we kill the purpose

And then resurrect it?

I'd still want to be somewhere close

Still a standing piece in the game.

I'd still want to keep running into you

Like a moth to a flame.

So why do you blame me

Put me to question

For All The Wrong Reasons?

When I'm only trying...

Why do we build dreams

And then detonate them?

Why do we suppress the screams

And them amplify them?

I'd still want to be a part of the scene

Still a little more than just a name.

I'd still want you to let me in

Like a moth to a flame.

So, why do you blame me

Put me to question
For All The Wrong Reasons?

When I'm only trying...

Sanity is exinct