I can feel the anger coming from you as you walk by.
I want to help you, but I now better than to try.
Like a wounded animal in pain, you lash out to try to hurt me.
And I know it is coming as I hold my breath to wait and see.
It's the same old cycle. The same old merry-go-round.
Your actions speak volumes even if you do not make a sound.
When you wake up and look around at all the mess you made.
Can you tell me truthfully was it worth the price you paid?
You want to hurt the ones that you love before they hurt you.
But, you're going to end up all alone before you're through.
You tell me that you are so sorry when you are sober and clean.
But that doesn't undo the damage when you are drunk and mean.
Somethings can't be taken back once they have begun.
Self destruction begins in 5...4...3...2...1.
Read on the radio at KOPN 98.5 FM on March 28th, 2010.
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