June 19, 2010
and the worst part is...
Turn It Off by Paramore
I scraped my knees while I was praying and
found a demon in my safest haven,
seems like it getting harder to believe in anything
and just to get lost in all my selfish thoughts.
I wanna know what it'd be like,
to find perfection in my pride
to see nothing in the light,
Well turn it off in all my spite,
In all my spite, I'll turn it off
And the worst part is, before it gets any better
we're headed for a cliff
and in the free fall i will realize
I'm better off when i hit the bottom
The tragedy it seems unending
I'm watching everyone I looked up to
break and bending
We're taking short cuts and false solutions
Just to come out the hero
Well I can see behind the curtain
the wheels are crankin, turnin,
torn on the way we're workin
towards the goal it's not existant,
it's not existant, but we just keep believing
And the worst part is, before it gets any better
we're headed for a cliff
and in the free fall i will realize
I'm better off when i hit the bottom
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