Anesthesia

Like a flash of light in an endless night

Life is trapped between two black entities

'cause when you trust someone, illusion has begun

No way to prepare, impending despair

Did one say so cruel: "'Tis better to love than lose"

Ignorance is bliss - wish not knew your kiss

So many times been burned, this lesson goes unlearned

Remember desire only fuels the fire - liar

Betwixed birth and death, every breath regret

I pity the living, envy for the dead

Emotionally stunned, in defense, I'm numb

I'd rather not care than to be aware - be scared

I don't need love

Are a thousand tears worth a single smile?

When you give an inch, will they take a mile?

Longing for the past but dreading the future

If not being used, well then you're a user and a loser

World reknowned failure at both death and life

Given nothingness, purgatory blight

To run and hide, a cowardly procedure

Options exhausted, except for anesthesia 

...and I don't feel... Anything. 

* * *

Ricorrenze.

La voragine attende silenziosa. Oblio profondo, grida senza risposta.

La verità è che non c'è una ragione, non c'è mai stata.

Nessun filtro, oltre il punto di non ritorno.

Senza alcun ragionevole limite l'oscurità inghiotte i brandelli di ogni certezza.

Liar.

Non ho più paura. Non sento niente.

* * *

I Pain of Salvation sanno sempre come darmi la canzone giusta nel momento giusto.

I still smell of sweat

Still the scent of my giving in

Try to feel regret

But I want it to stay on my skin

I still fantasize

Close my eyes to be wrong again

Still those fuck-me eyes

As I'm licking the palm of my hand

How the hell am I supposed to keep myself

When you are so damn far away

And everything feels meaningless

And I am not mine

How the hell am I supposed to keep myself

When you are so damn far away

And everything feels meaningless

And I am not mine

I still smell of sex

Still her taste on my fingertips

Try to feel remorse

But it's hard with her wet on my lips

How the hell am I supposed to keep myself

When you are so damn far away

And everything feels meaningless

And I am not mine

How the hell am I supposed to keep myself

When you are so damn far away

And all I do seems meaningless

And I am not mine

I need something of my own

Something with a locked door

A room just for me alone

Something that I can control

I need something of my own

I need something cutting to the bone

I need something that is mine

If that must be guilt, then fine

(How the hell)

I wanted something nice, but fine

This guilt is a hole but it's mine

I wanted something nice

This guilt is a hole but it's mine!