When playing this song, a lot of things spark in my head like tiny bulbs so bright they blind and bring tears.
In the four minute song, this is what I had thought of:
New in Journalism school. Ian McMichan. Playlist.com. Out of place. Braces. DJ Murtaugh. Internet addiction. Guitar. Braces. Short ruffled hair. My favorite striped orange shirt. Nerd. Compaq laptop. Surfing. Hate school. Lost. Rejection. Desperation. Drunk. Sense of unbelongingness. Daddy. Angst. Late night neoseeking. Fabric conditioner. Too much rain. Broken heart.
It reminds me of November 2008.
When I had just turned 18 and life was lonely. Not that it isn't now, it is, still. But before was worse, as I had no concrete idea on what I'd do with my life. I was unloved. I was that new girl people should ignore. I was that poor girl people should pity on. I was that plain girl who would always go unnoticed. And I was that desperate girl who was told several times that she deserved better, but she knows it was a damn lame excuse of the guy she thought she loved.
Don't know what to do anymore
I've lost the only love worth fighting for
And I'll drown in my tears, don't they see?
And that would show you, that would make you hurt like me
All the same I don't want mudslinging games
It's just a shame to let you walk away
Is there a chance, a fragment of light
At the end of the tunnel, a reason to fight?
Is there a chance you may change your mind
Or are we ashes and wine?
Don't know if our fate's already sealed
This days are spinning circus on a wheel
And I'm ill with the thought of your kiss
Coffee laced intoxicating on her lips
Shut it out, I've got no claim on you now
Not allowed to wear your freedom down, no
Is there a chance, a fragment of light
At the end of the tunnel, a reason to fight?
Is there a chance you may change your mind
Or are we ashes and wine?
And I'll tear myself away
So if it?s that is what you need, there is nothing left to say but
Is there a chance, a fragment of light
At the end of the tunnel, a reason to fight?
Is there a chance you may change your mind
Or are we ashes and wine?
The day's still ashes and wine
Or are we ashes?
I've lost the only love worth fighting for
And I'll drown in my tears, don't they see?
And that would show you, that would make you hurt like me
All the same I don't want mudslinging games
It's just a shame to let you walk away
Is there a chance, a fragment of light
At the end of the tunnel, a reason to fight?
Is there a chance you may change your mind
Or are we ashes and wine?
Don't know if our fate's already sealed
This days are spinning circus on a wheel
And I'm ill with the thought of your kiss
Coffee laced intoxicating on her lips
Shut it out, I've got no claim on you now
Not allowed to wear your freedom down, no
Is there a chance, a fragment of light
At the end of the tunnel, a reason to fight?
Is there a chance you may change your mind
Or are we ashes and wine?
And I'll tear myself away
So if it?s that is what you need, there is nothing left to say but
Is there a chance, a fragment of light
At the end of the tunnel, a reason to fight?
Is there a chance you may change your mind
Or are we ashes and wine?
The day's still ashes and wine
Or are we ashes?
3 comments:
i didn't think you should be ignored
and yeah ... you wore that orange stripe shirt on your first day :D
I didn't think you should be ignored ...
and yeah, i do remember that orange stripe shirt ... you wore it on your first day.
That shirt won't fit me now. I gained some weight. I can't believe how skinny I was before. XD
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