I need a heart transplant.
I am afraid that mine simply will not do.
The blood is pumping but I can't
go on holding my breath for you.
Someone grab a syringe
I'm going to need a shot to the heart
to save me from myself. I won't cringe.
Stop my heart. Hit restart.
I'm begging you please.
Don't leave me with myself:
the judge impossible to appease.
Don't take the book on me and place it on the shelf.
I need a heart transplant.
I am afraid that mine simply will not do.
the beats are growing scant.
My lips are turning blue.
I'm going to need a shot to the heart
to save me from myself. I won't cringe.
Stop my heart. Hit restart.
I'm begging you please.
Give me something new;
Don't do what you always do.
I can't go on living
when my world is all deceiving.
There's nothing left to lose.
I've got nothing to excuse
No one and nothing anymore
Now I'm lying on the floor
Just the doctor at the door
ready to give me a heart transplant.
Thursday, December 10, 2009
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