an amazing song written and sung by sonny moore, in the time that he was in the band From First to Last.
<3
<3
Two roads split off from here,
and my life goes running in opposite directions.
Exaggerating the barrier between who I am,
and who I want to be.
I wanted to be the breath of fresh air,
When everything smelled so insincere.
But this taste still lingers in my mouth,
Deceit has ways of sticking around.
And I'm ready to disappear,
Vacation seems far(seems far) from here.
Note to self:
I miss you terribly.
This is what
we call a tragedy.
Come back to me,
Come back to me,
To me.
Note to self:
I miss you terribly.
This is what
we call a tragedy.
Come back to me,
back to me,
To me.
I can feel my mind
wandering again.
Into where I dont know,
and will I ever get home?
Time starts moving
faster than I can.
And I'm sick of this scene;
I need to break the routine.
(repeat)
Two roads...
Split off from here,
and my life goes running in opposite directions.
Exaggerating the barrier between who I am
and who I want to...
Which part of me is left?
I feel so close,
and yet I am so far.
Which part of me is lost?
I feel so close,
and yet I am so.... FAR!!!
and my life goes running in opposite directions.
Exaggerating the barrier between who I am,
and who I want to be.
I wanted to be the breath of fresh air,
When everything smelled so insincere.
But this taste still lingers in my mouth,
Deceit has ways of sticking around.
And I'm ready to disappear,
Vacation seems far(seems far) from here.
Note to self:
I miss you terribly.
This is what
we call a tragedy.
Come back to me,
Come back to me,
To me.
Note to self:
I miss you terribly.
This is what
we call a tragedy.
Come back to me,
back to me,
To me.
I can feel my mind
wandering again.
Into where I dont know,
and will I ever get home?
Time starts moving
faster than I can.
And I'm sick of this scene;
I need to break the routine.
(repeat)
Two roads...
Split off from here,
and my life goes running in opposite directions.
Exaggerating the barrier between who I am
and who I want to...
Which part of me is left?
I feel so close,
and yet I am so far.
Which part of me is lost?
I feel so close,
and yet I am so.... FAR!!!
by brianafay February 8, 2009
by mandy July 10, 2004
by 5X5 July 9, 2004
After seeing Jane trip over the bucket, Mike said "note to self, clean up the house next time company is over"
by YellowJ July 9, 2004
Something you typically don't say aloud, just think to yourself, when making a "mental note" about something.
(When unable to fall asleep) Note to self: Don't ever have a double espresso right before bedtime again!
by Olpe July 11, 2004