Heavy Sighs Spoken Softly by Introvert
Heavy Sighs Spoken Softly lyrics
They say I need to speak more, I need a better outlet.
I�ve been digging through the thoughts so long my fingers became calloused.
Lost the feeling in my palms so I reached towards the sky
Hoping stars would burn the fingerprints left there those lonely nights.
I couldn�t reach. It was a strange sensation,
When the lines in my hands became constellations.
My skin�s not think or rough, I�m not strong enough
To confront the night but the moonshine helps me sober up.
I�ve traveled down the same road kicking yellow bricks home
Walking empty handed, pockets full of false hope.
Stared at myself, he stared back at me
Crossed his legs and asked, �Well what do you believe?�
I said, �The sky that I�m under resembles my coffin
And all the roads I walk are worn down and broken
Imitate the sheep still dressed in wolf skin
And pretend every carnivore I meet is my brethren.
Got lost in translation somewhere between the seams
When I stitched myself together with lies and broken dreams
I�m not complaining life�s as good as it can be
Its just odd when the man in the mirror can�t understand me.
Even he could never know about the places I�ve been
Or how it feels to have a mid-life crisis at ten.
Strangely I died before I ever hit twenty.
I may just be a carcass but this grave looks lovely.
I sold my soul today. I sold my soul today.
It wasn�t worth what the devil paid.
If I did something wrong then I apologize
But at this point in my life I like to feel alive.
I know this body was never really mine
But it feels like it could be at some times
So tonight I hope that you come to understand
This wasn�t in the plan, all the footprints in the sand
Led me to the truth, I finally realized
I�m just weaving through another ghost�s life and that�s alright.
I�ll keep my mouth shut but my tongue stretched acres
I�ll apologize now for what I�ll say later.
But I guess it doesn�t matter, every word gets scattered
If I had to choose between silence or death, I would pick the latter.
And I did. There was too much left unspoken
Couldn�t care less if the windows to my soul are broken.
Sure it leaves a mess but you shouldn�t be distressed
I�m not the only one that ever flew over the cuckoo�s nest
Found what wasn�t lost, now I know the cost
That a martyr must pay to signify a just cause.
Death doesn�t care what you believe in
As if faith is nothing more than an escape from our demons.
I regret nothing. Since I won�t wake up tomorrow,
I can rest assured I�ll never use the time I borrowed
So close your eyes and forget me please
So I won�t be so embarrassed when I have to leave.
I sold my soul today. I sold my soul today.
It wasn�t worth what the devil paid.
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