I think I'm drowning
asphyxiated
I wanna break this spell
that you've created
you're something beautiful
a contradiction
I wanna play the game
I want the friction
you will be the death of me
you will be the death of me
bury it
I won't let you bury it
I won't let you smother it
I won't let you murder it
our time is running out
our time is running out
you can't push it underground
you can't stop it screaming out
I wanted freedom
bound and restricted
I tried to give you up
but I'm addicted
now that you know I'm trapped
sense of elation
you'd never dream of
breaking this fixation
you will squeeze the life out of me
bury it
I won't let you bury it
I won't let you smother it
I won't let you murder it
our time is running out
our time is running out
you can't push it underground
you can't stop it screaming out
how did it come to this?
ooooohh
you will suck the life out of me
bury it
I won't let you bury it
I won't let you smother it
I won't let you murder it
our time is running out
our time is running out
you can't push it underground
you can't stop it screaming out
How did it come to this?
ooooohh
asphyxiated
I wanna break this spell
that you've created
you're something beautiful
a contradiction
I wanna play the game
I want the friction
you will be the death of me
you will be the death of me
bury it
I won't let you bury it
I won't let you smother it
I won't let you murder it
our time is running out
our time is running out
you can't push it underground
you can't stop it screaming out
I wanted freedom
bound and restricted
I tried to give you up
but I'm addicted
now that you know I'm trapped
sense of elation
you'd never dream of
breaking this fixation
you will squeeze the life out of me
bury it
I won't let you bury it
I won't let you smother it
I won't let you murder it
our time is running out
our time is running out
you can't push it underground
you can't stop it screaming out
how did it come to this?
ooooohh
you will suck the life out of me
bury it
I won't let you bury it
I won't let you smother it
I won't let you murder it
our time is running out
our time is running out
you can't push it underground
you can't stop it screaming out
How did it come to this?
ooooohh
and.. i'll write more of a fitting tribute for a great individual who i really respected when i'm able to sort out my thoughts and feelings properly from everything that has transpired in the past few days.. til then, R.I.P. Ming - thanks for always being one of the genuine good guys; memories live forever, and you won't be forgotten.
3 comments:
It's funny how after heartbreak we all revert to thousands of hours of listening to Rock and stories about heartbreak, loss, loneliness and parting.
I don't know about memories lasting forever. It's sad but a cold fact they don't.
i agree with your first point partially, but for this particular song its really more about the greater mood represented by the entire song rather than simply a typical bleak "heartbreak" song.. and on that note, i have to say that this song is still on repeat, not because the lyrics represent my story, but because the entire musical expression behind the song is just that dope. i love that it is light-years away from the kind of music that i'm most familiar with, but that the song is still able to make me feel a certain way.. off the top of my head, i want to say that "Time is Running Out" is probably one of the ten most badass songs i've ever heard, in any genre.
as for memories, i say that they last forever simply because i know that i only exist as the sum of my experiences and memories - without the inspiration of those before me and around me, i would be nothing. the memories others before me like Ming have shared with me have shaped me to no end, so for as long as i live, their memory lives on through me.. and even after i die, it is my hope that the legacy i leave behind will continue to speak volumes about my inspirations. i'm not the first advocate of this school of thought, but it sits at the forefront of my belief system - "each one, teach one" and if we all do our parts the world eventually becomes a better place.
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