Lyrics
In midst of such madness, I grasped that elusive real
You believe to know those surrounding your visual
So typical of life to slap me, to humiliate
Left irate, I rely only on my hidden traits to stay the tide
All is mine to lose in my mind
Although I have already lost all
I am appalled by these very friendly sights
I remain polite in proper society, they view me as the sewer
My yesterdays don't matter now, they're gone
Your careless expression left my wrists torn
Yesterdays don't matter now, you're gone
Shattered glass of empty bottles cut my palms
Saturated thoughts of you weigh so heavy
On a mind so weary, always thought we'd have plenty
Never thought I'd be here now
Without she who breathes for me, I gasp for that life
Oh, to lay my head amongst your curves
Oh, to speak those words
I stare from broken window, eyes fixed upon your symbol
I suppose all things do pass, wrist grazing glass
White light at last gathers at feet caked in earth
My movements submerged by thickness of words
And I've laid my head amongst your curves
I've grown too old for your tone of voice to scold
Attempt evils untold, I'll fold when you laugh again
I'll smile when I'm dead
My yesterdays don't matter now, they're gone
Your careless expression left my wrists torn
Yesterdays don't matter now, you're gone
Shattered glass of empty bottles cut my palms
Does that keep you content?
My blood flows a velvet red into that familiar stream of tears
With passion, I spit upon that empty face
Were you disgraced when I broke your sacred circle?
I must admit, I was afraid this world would hurt you
As you hurt me
Crossed paths to speak but for an instant
Now gone without one trace, what is it about my vocal pattern
Which leaves me speaking to self?
Ugly blood pours from a warm, heartfelt vase
Flowers scattered on a cold stone floor connect nevermore
I am torn by my lack of emotions and plenitude of tears
Callous heart hurts none, yet weeps
Am I dead, Lord? Am I dead?
My yesterdays don't matter now, they're gone
Your careless expression left my wrists torn
Yesterdays don't matter now, you're gone
Shattered glass of empty bottles cut my palms
What happened to the times we spent dreaming of days to come?
So invincible then, before these times
I learned to bleed, on my knees, I prayed for us
As what we were slipped between my fingers
Those memories still linger
Anger permeates, it's not our idiosyncrasies
Which leave us ill, I wish to build
Yet it seems all I touch dies, endless drone of sighs
To convince this world we exist, loveless bliss
Content just to be spent at night's end
Fish for your reasons in the sea of ignorance
As if in trance, succumb to an ageless waltz of thought
Why were we brought together only to fall apart?
My yesterdays don't matter now, they're gone
Your careless expression left my wrists torn
Yesterdays don't matter now, you're gone
Shattered glass of empty bottles cut my palms
I gaze upon you one final time
I only gaze to truly know what was once mine
I toast with final swig of liquid life
Lay my head amongst familiar curves
And forever close my eyes
Written by: Alap Momin, Will Brooks