Headache Trap (Eric Dick)
PLEASE... Touch my face: such a warm embrace.
Trimmed, shaped, pared, and pruned
Your hands raised me into the light so I could bloom,
But I proceeded to depress as I grew
There has been hell with all that I felt.
I must be blind: I can not comprehend what I understand to be true.
I am still hung up and can't let go.
Caught in your headache trap.
Have I been sleeping? What is this I thought felt real?
Letters that I used to read, I wore like a wedding ring.
Then flowers filled with wilted dreams.
You took apart and hardened my heart. It all reminds me.
Goodbye to Dreams (Eric Dick)
Now that's enough, I've had my share of a distant shape of someone I once was. So why should I care anymore? What's the use when desperation feels like physical abuse?
I thought that this day wouldn't ever end - I would win you back again.
Goodbye to dreams you have gone somewhere else. Hello unhappiness on you I will dwell.
I've found no reason in particular. You've turned your cheek as I professed my soul. Why did I labor for so long just to build something so lonesome? Because I swore it was for something else.
I thought that this day wouldn't ever end - I would win you back again. Goodbye to dreams you have gone somewhere else. Hello unhappiness on you I will dwell.