Everyone is happy here
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Until you walk in
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Tossing your poison around and
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Silencing with your toxicity
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You cannot hear me scream.
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Morning routines, bedtime routines,
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Going through our motions here
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Living inside the romanticizing,
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That trapped us in a wicked dream.
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I have lost my scream.
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I am all alone on the rooftops
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Wanting to fall.
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I will let the wind hold my body
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Drowning me out.
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Can¡¯t believe, can¡¯t believe,
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I¡¯m back here at the table,
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Watching your crooked ways
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As you sashay through the kitchen scene,
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God where is my scream?
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I am all alone on the rooftops,
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Wanting to fall.
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I will let the wind into my heart
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and devour these killing thoughts.
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Somehow, somehow,
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I¡¯ve gotta pull myself through this,
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There is a way to peace,
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Discovering the dormant beast.
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The one lost in my scream.
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Open up my feelings.
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God where is my scream?
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Scream
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Paula Cole |