Songs I Write | II

Bitter Dissension

I've been hell
I tell you, it's not the fires that get you burned
I've been heaven
I was just seven when I realised that maybe I'm living but barely

You wait to hear the words or the worst, never see it with your eyes
Don't see the scars on my arms nor the scars in my mind
You wait till it's obvious, not behind closed doors
'Cause that's what a closed door's for

Never mind
Kind is a little too much to ask of you

Don't pay no attention
To my forlorn expression
Or my depressing obsession
Try'n to make friends from bitter dissension
Bitter dissension
Bitter to mention

I've been hell
And I fell to the devil, saw his heart and his worth
And I tell you
When I fell through his soul, I left a whole lot of me up where I can't see anymore

Never mind
Kind is a little too much to ask of you

Don't pay no attention
To my forlorn expression
Or my depressing obsession
Try'n to make friends from bitter, bitter
Don't pay no attention
To the humbling oppression
Or life's cruel obsession
Try'n to make castles stand from bitter dissension
Bitter dissension
Bitter to mention

Don't you just feel all that ru-h-h-hush
Fuelling your blood as the days go pa-h-h-ast
Don't you just feel all that tension
Hard to miss, don't you think?
I wanna quit, quit, quit it

You wait to hear them say it first, never believe it with your eyes
Don't see the scars on my heart and soul nor the scars in my mind
You wait till it's obvious, not behind closed doors
'Cause why else is a closed door closed?

Never mind
Caring about mine is a little too much to ask of you this time

Don't pay no attention
To my forlorn expression
Or my depressing obsession
Try'n to make friends from bitter, bitter
Don't pay no attention
To the humbling oppression
Or life's cruel obsession
Try'n to make castles stand from bitter dissension

Don't pay no attention
To my crippling expression
Or my depressing obsession
Try'n to make friends when I should've learned my lesson
Bitter dissension
Bitter to mention
Bit of sensation
Bitter dissension

Never mind
Kind is a little too much to ask of you
Never mind
Caring about mine is a little too much to ask of you this time