Muted Lunacy » In Her Own Mad Mind

Nobody’s Home

No One — Mon, 30 Jan 2012 23:13:20 +0000

Well, I couldn’t tell you
Why she felt that way
She felt it every day

And I couldn’t help her
I just watched her make
The same mistakes again

What’s wrong, what’s wrong now?
Too many, too many problems
Don’t know where she belongs
Where she belongs

She wants to go home
But nobody’s home
That’s where she lies
Broken inside

With no place to go
No place to go
To dry her eyes
Broken inside

Open your eyes
And look outside
Find the reasons why

You’ve been rejected
And now you can’t find
What you’ve left behind

Be strong, be strong now
Too many, too many problems
Don’t know where she belongs
Where she belongs

She wants to go home
But nobody’s home
That’s where she lies
Broken inside

With no place to go
No place to go
To dry her eyes
Broken inside

Her feelings she hides
Her dreams she can’t find
She’s losing her mind
She’s falling behind

She can’t find her place
She’s losing her faith
She’s falling from grace
She’s all over the place, yeah

She wants to go home
But nobody’s home
That’s where she lies
Broken inside

With no place to go
No place to go
To dry her eyes
Broken inside

She’s lost inside, lost inside
Oh oh
She’s lost inside, lost inside
Oh oh, oh

Nobody’s Home by Avril Lavigne

Read this today…

No One — Tue, 27 Dec 2011 22:39:26 +0000

Human beings can always be relied upon to assert with vigor their God given right to be stupid.

I just love that!

Slit Wrist Savior

No One — Wed, 21 Dec 2011 23:37:52 +0000

That was her first time
That was her last time

Cut at your face
Blood in the sink
You’ll hate yourself
Till the day you die
Till the day you die

Blood on your hands
Blood on your legs
Why does this happen time and time again?
Time and time again

Blood

I should have sown my heart in my chest
Our eyes should have never met
Eyes should have never met
Never met

FINE, FUCK YOU THEN

Slit wrist savior
She cuts to see blood

SHE CUTS TO SEE BLOOD!

Slit Wrist Savior by Carnifex

A new take on an old rhyme

No One — Thu, 24 Nov 2011 03:14:41 +0000

Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words can break my heart.

Please

No One — Sat, 05 Nov 2011 03:13:17 +0000

Don’t confront me with my failures…I have not forgotten them.

This Is My Last Resort

No One — Thu, 13 Oct 2011 00:34:27 +0000

Cut my life into pieces
This is my last resort
Suffocation, No breathing
Don’t give a fuck
If I cut my arm bleeding
This is my last resort

Cut my life into pieces
I’ve reached my last resort
Suffocation, no breathing
Don’t give a fuck
If I cut my arm bleeding
Do you even care if I die bleeding?

Would it be wrong, Would it be right
If I took my life tonight
Chances are that I might
Mutilation out of sight
And I’m contemplating suicide

‘Cause I’m losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I’m fine
Losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I’m fine

I never realized, I was spread too thin
Till it was too late and I was empty within
Hungry feeding on chaos and living in sin
Downward spiral, where do I begin

It all started when I lost my mother
No love for myself and no love for another
Searching to find a love upon a higher level
Finding nothing but questions and devils

‘Cause I’m losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I’m fine
Losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I’m fine

Nothing’s alright, nothing is fine
I’m running and I’m crying
I’m crying, I’m crying, I’m crying I’m crying
I can’t go on living this way

Cut my life into pieces
This is my last resort
Suffocation, no, no breathing
Don’t give a fuck
If I cut my arm bleeding

Would it be wrong, Would it be right
If I took my life tonight
Chances are that I might
Mutilation out of sight
And I’m contemplating suicide

‘Cause I’m losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I’m fine
Losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I’m fine

Nothing’s alright, nothing is fine
I’m running and I’m crying
I can’t go on living this way
Can’t go on, living this way
Nothing’s all right

Last Resort by Papa Roach

Again!

No One — Mon, 19 Sep 2011 11:16:05 +0000

So it’s my birthday again…big fucking whoop!

Hopefully soon I’ll be able to just ignore it like I really want to…and not for the reason you probably think. I don’t have a problem with my birthday because it means I’m getting old but because it means I’m still alive.

The End.

A Toast To Options!

No One — Fri, 12 Aug 2011 03:10:52 +0000

So raise your glass high, for tomorrow we die!

Resignation

No One — Wed, 01 Jun 2011 01:27:02 +0000

Strawberry Gashes

No One — Sun, 15 May 2011 06:44:38 +0000

Turn her over
A candle is lit, I see through her
Blow it out and save all her ashes for me

Curse me sold her
The poison that runs it’s course through her
Pale white skin with strawberry gashes all over all over

Watch me fault her
You’re living like a disaster
She said kill me faster
with strawberry gashes all over

Called her over
and asked her if she was improving
She said “feels fine” it’s wonderful wonderful here

Hex me told her
I dreamt of a devil that knew her
Pale white skin with strawberry gashes all over all over

Watch me fault her
You’re living like a disaster
She said kill me faster
with strawberry gashes all over

I lay quiet
waiting for her voice to say
“Some things you lose and some things you just give away”

Scold me failed her
If only I’d held on tighter to her
Pale white skin that twisted and withered away from me away from me

Watch me lose her
It’s almost like losing myself
Give her my soul
and let them take somebody else get away from me

Watch me fault her
You’re living like a disaster
She said kill me faster
with strawberry gashes all over all over me