×

Wyszukaj artykuł

Podaj imię i nazwisko autora

Podaj tytuł szukanej piosenki

A Well Thought Tragedy piosenki

Utwory wykonawcy:

Closed and Locked

I pray there still hope for me to come to terms with everything that happened to me when i was young and helpless. The things you did to me made my skin crawl. The retrospect is a nightmare. Not a day goes by that I don't feel the guilt and shame. How could I...

Desperate Reflections

I have become a predator. My prey awaits me in the reflection of a mirror. When will this curse be lifted? When will this spell be broken? I must seek redemption from this prison cell. But only i can remove these iron bars, as only i have placed them. These ch...

Dyslexic in My Dreams

You will never know how many times over I thought about what we had and where it went. Part of me wonders was it really all my fault. But the other half just knows. I have become a failure. Everything is ripping at the seems and igniting behind me. Dyslexic ev...

House of Cards

Now you can't see the forest through all the trees we planted over the years. If I have to I will suffocate myself just to feel alive. I'll never win, but at least I can say I tried. Is this the way we had imagined things all those years ago? When we were youn...

Hypochondria vs. Hypothermia

You've frozen over. You can't see through the wall of ice dividing us. Strive to be blind. Don't be distracted by my face, my clothes and my religion. We are living under a black overcast of racism and hate. How did we get so lost? How did we get so jaded? You...

If Given the Chance

You can't stop me now. You cannot stand in my way. As if the resistance is not strong enough. The static is getting louder. I see the signs. Okay I get it. We're out of fuel and we're out of money. But we can't turn back. Maybe I'll starve. Maybe I'll freeze....

Martial Law on Pangea

This life is strung to an abacus. Without balance we will surely fail. On the giant island everything is miracle or massacre. There is no grey area for us to occupy. And I am finished waiting for it. All this life I am searching for a balance. I am searching f...

Motive Assessment

This morning I woke up in a jail cell. Next to an aluminum toilet and a pile of insecurities. I've never felt so small. I just thought that we were past this. Staring through the bars, sleeping on cinderblocks. My greatest fear is that I will never change. Tha...

The Product of Betrayal

There was a time we fought on the same side for what we believed in, remember? When you dug that dagger in my back, you crossed a line. A line we all forgot was there. My blood, my sweat, went into everything we shared. Years of abstinence and nonviolent resis...

We Never Shook on It

Why can't you just be here now? You had better plans, I guess. To blaze your little path of least resistance. I hope you've found what you were searching for. I hope it was worth it. I have become a martyr, preaching to the recently deceased. I choose to exist...