Can you feel it.
The tip of it sits on my tongue.
I can taste it.
Memories of everything that I've been through.
Memories that involve you.
Your like a shadow now.
You say you do things that you don't.
You say that you'll quit but know that you won't.
Blame me for screwin up your life.
It's like you can smell the food.
But you can't taste it.
And I have to admit.
I don't miss that life at all.
I sit back and wait for the memories to fall.
But they won't.
I say they will, but they don't.
Memories haunt my dreams.
They live in my silent screams.
The dreams hit me harder.
They push my even farther.
Farther then I wanted to go.
Farther then you'll ever know.
Can you feel it.
I thought I loved you once.
But that's over and done.
I hate the way that you make me feel.
You deny that my memories aren't real.
These memories make me sick.
They stick with me like an ice-pick.
I wish they would go away.
But that won't be today.
There's nothing that I can say.
Can you feel it.
Can you taste it.
That's just a taste of my world.
Don't like your own medicine.
Your phonecalls bring me back to then.
Can you feel it.
Can you taste my pain...
