Post by behindTHEmask on Dec 27, 2004 12:23:49 GMT -8
I'll Take It Back.
That's right, everything you stole.
That's right, everything you stole.
Make me beautiful,
Extort my dreams,
Make yourself prosperous
By tending to no ones needs.
Shape me into,
An everlasting diamond,
You’ve always envisioned owning,
But never could afford.
Haul out my flaws,
Generating a robot,
Used to perfect your every have to,
So that you can succeed in the dream,
You never could accomplish alone.
I have been made into your puppet,
Tiny, unseen strings attached,
Onto every joint on my corpse,
Because your determination to be someone,
Has always subsided in your heart.
For years you decided,
To be someone else,
So you could formulate me into the you, you wanted,
Without having to do your life over.
You tore me away from everything I owned;
The air that keeps me alive,
The sound of the world awakening,
The touch of the first winter snow,
The emotion to taste true love,
It’s all living within your mind,
In that small black book,
You hold under the arm that isn’t yours,
And treat it like it’s your bible.
You’ve stolen the lives of many,
So you could make a living,
To own that house that isn’t yours,
And drive that car that doesn’t belong to you.
Marrying that man who doesn’t love you,
Because he can see past the heavy make up,
You use to encase the person you once were,
To hide your past,
And live this life of make believe.
You’ve stolen everything you own,
You’ve put yourself in another’s shoes,
And are refusing to take them off,
For fear you may not be able to stand on your own two feet.
These fabrications can’t build up sturdy walls,
This dishonesty you portray can’t be rid of hunger,
All the deception you’ve spit out won’t give us world peace,
It will only create room for more mendacity.
You can’t make yourself over by stealing my life,
I’m not your time machine or portal.
Let me take this knife,
And instead of slicing my veins,
I’ll break free from these shackles I’ve been placed in,
Stepping into the world,
No strings attached.
Extort my dreams,
Make yourself prosperous
By tending to no ones needs.
Shape me into,
An everlasting diamond,
You’ve always envisioned owning,
But never could afford.
Haul out my flaws,
Generating a robot,
Used to perfect your every have to,
So that you can succeed in the dream,
You never could accomplish alone.
I have been made into your puppet,
Tiny, unseen strings attached,
Onto every joint on my corpse,
Because your determination to be someone,
Has always subsided in your heart.
For years you decided,
To be someone else,
So you could formulate me into the you, you wanted,
Without having to do your life over.
You tore me away from everything I owned;
The air that keeps me alive,
The sound of the world awakening,
The touch of the first winter snow,
The emotion to taste true love,
It’s all living within your mind,
In that small black book,
You hold under the arm that isn’t yours,
And treat it like it’s your bible.
You’ve stolen the lives of many,
So you could make a living,
To own that house that isn’t yours,
And drive that car that doesn’t belong to you.
Marrying that man who doesn’t love you,
Because he can see past the heavy make up,
You use to encase the person you once were,
To hide your past,
And live this life of make believe.
You’ve stolen everything you own,
You’ve put yourself in another’s shoes,
And are refusing to take them off,
For fear you may not be able to stand on your own two feet.
These fabrications can’t build up sturdy walls,
This dishonesty you portray can’t be rid of hunger,
All the deception you’ve spit out won’t give us world peace,
It will only create room for more mendacity.
You can’t make yourself over by stealing my life,
I’m not your time machine or portal.
Let me take this knife,
And instead of slicing my veins,
I’ll break free from these shackles I’ve been placed in,
Stepping into the world,
No strings attached.
