Jag var väldigt emo igår och då skrev jag den här. Jaja.
And when there's no one left to blame
When every day feels just the same
When you feel everything, but great
When you realized this all to late
Did it matter that no one was there?
Did you wonder why nobody cared?
Did you burn all your ships when you still were at sea?
If you're so sure you didn't, then I'm guessing it was me
You're not lonely, but on your own
People understand, but you're alone
Something kills you, but you don't die
You have no truth, but finds no lie
Do you know where to aim if you ever get a gun?
Do you know where to go if you ever gotta run?
Do you know how that feels, well, then you see,
If you're so sure you don't, it has to be me
You're looking for something that doesn't exist
You would give it all up just to be kissed
You're living your life in front of a screen
Waiting for the cue to do your big scene
You're a walk-on in your own TV-show
You've found a brand-new level of low
Trying to be accepted as someone you don't want to be
Don't you recognize it? No, that's right, this is me
You're nothing but a bad cliché
And comfort is just so passé
Re-runs make the day go by,
At midnight you break down and cry
If you don't know what this is all about, you see
This isn't about you, it is happening to me
That's enough of that wannabe-pathetic shit.
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