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This song is pretty much half an hours rush of inspiration after a sleep-deprived and very taxing week on myself, but it's more of a self-questioning one too I've been meaning to get out of myself, which deals with my issues on life problems, where I'm going, relationship and friend problems...etc. I set this to music in about another half hour too, happened quite fast. Anyways, take a look, and I'd like to see what people think on it. Thanks. Oh, and the title will change...


"Don't Call It Self-Pity"

I create demons for myself to kill
And I notice through all these emotion spills
I'm building walls for my friends to knock down
And these girls aren't sticking around...
My sleeping patterns change based on my friends
What medications I mix in the end
I can fix myself up something perfectly
Self-grandiose and play hide and seek

With myself
You can't tell
That I put this on just the same as I
Tell everyone I'm fine

I sacrifice my sleep so all my so-called friends can see me
For the mess I really am (so numb)
For what I tried so hard not to become

The caffeine slurs, they numb my pain
A firefight goes off inside my brain
Another week like this without a day
Of rest, is this feeling gonna stay...
An acoustic draws the same old notes
And like the ones you sign in ballot votes
It seems like all anyone cares about
Is themselves and I can only shout

At myself
You can't tell
That I put this on just the same as I
Tell everyone I'm fine

I sacrifice my sleep so all my so-called friends can see me
For the mess I really am (so numb)
For what I tried so hard not to become

Dance around fatalities
And line up all these tragedies
One by one so I can finally see
Exactly just how much the world hates me

I earn this heart upon my sleeve
From evenings of dissecting others' pleas
I never set out to help anyone
I make myself the only one...
My health it takes a holiday
But that won't stop me, I'll always say
I don't need health to make myself
Any happier than I thought I felt

Of myself
You can't tell
That I put this on just the same as I
Tell everyone I'm fine

I sacrifice my sleep so all my so-called friends can see me
For the mess I really am (so numb)
For what I tried so hard not to become
Last edited by LewisMasonx at Feb 7, 2008,