Story Behind the Song
Addressing my own emotional handicaps is at times a difficult task. This song is a result of one of those introspective sessions.
Like many of my songs, this one was germinating in my mind for a long time without actually being in the focus of my writing process. Then in one night, it came out.
Lyrics
Pull back the curtain
Knowing for certain
You're starting to bleed again... on me
Scratching the surface,
feeling deserted
you're hitting the road again, and it's me
Feeling the outside
one might assume that you were cold, devoid of a soul
Feeling your outside,
One might think that you were through, and it's true
Touching the mirror
Starting to fear her.
I'm gasping for air again, can't breathe
She was my filler
My soul's only thriller
She's strangling my heart again, how good it feels
A thousand reflections,
couldn't do no justice to a flawless you,
looking for answers
in the wrongest place of all, inside of you.
She kept on calling
And I started falling
In love with her innocense, so clear
'Said don't you forget me.
How could she let me?
I lost her a second time, for good.
Feeling my inside,
You might think that I'm a tool, a desperate fool.
Touching my inside,
You might conclude that I am cruel, and it's true.
|