Junior Healy все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

As I mark the final stroke of an intricately forgettable signature, I am greeted with an, oh, so familiar feeling. Nothing is accomplished, and nothing will ever be accomplished.
I’ve spent decades at this desk, while the pages produced fall to failure after failure.
I have never succeeded, and I will never succeed.
I’ve written the same barely heart felt words that vaguely express how I feel, but ensure that no one could ever know me.
I’ve ensured that I can never know me, and I’m hiding from my own pen. I’ m hiding from my own poem, and we only hide in fear.
All the thoughts I tried so hard not to think,
all the words I didn’t dare to write down,
all the actions stifled by a memory of morals are the real me.

And if I wake up I’ll combat feeling, more than yesterday, blossoming resentment stemmed from no reason. And if Hell is underneath me but touching my feet I’ll wipe away the footprints. You’ll never know where I’ve been. I’ve been obsessively thinking about pushing you away. Obsessively thinking about pushing you all away. But they stay, and we stay. All my dreams have become nightmares where I meet your future ghost. Ask why you’re dressed for our wedding. Dear, I’m not here for you. Stop regretting all the time spent watering a dying rose. I think I should leave all that’s in my dreams. I think I should leave. You are all the same.

Girl, I'm so down to earth, mellow, and laid back. I barely ever do laundry, shower or give thanks for anything I have. All these things I have. Let's have sex. If we close our eyes we won't be here tomorrow. Our spirits dance, our bodies stumble. We won't be here tomorrow. These are the nights that call for us to stay awake. What will we have left but faded pictures and static? Our right minds. Our last resort.