I am your sorrow
Your dreams came true,
like in those stupid netflix movies,
with all it's fags and ugly hookers
in their bloom.
But that will do.
I still belive your happy life means
that someday I'll be as happy too,
But now I am your sorrow.
I am your sorrow.
Your eyes so grey,
as deep as Kurosawa's pictures,
Though they're not so dark
and never were so pale.
But that's okay...
That's why those days,
when you're crying,
I feel your tears
like it's just silent summer rain.
Because I am your sorrow.
I am your sorrow.
When sex feels fake,
well of course you can still deny it,
but it looks like you're both lagging
while you're playing Quake.
But that's okay.
Because I know that after all
you'll have a birthday party cake,
and me, as your sorrow.
I am your sorrow.
Your world is so pure and bright,
even though it's full of lies.
But, if this is your happily ever after,
I'll never open your eyes.
And even though these
rose-colored glasses irritate me,
Digging into the veins,
I will never rip them off
so you never ever know this pain.
After all, I am your sorrow.
I am your sorrow.
I am your only sorrow.
Style;rock, post grunge, Sad, Melancholic, male vocal, Upbeat
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