No, I can't stand it anymore.
I can't live with the feeling,
The heart beats, the bleeding.
When all of the metaphors were a key to open this door.
I'm just sick of the way you answer me.
I'm sick of the guessing, It's all too depressing.
So, why do I insist on staying in a place that doesn't exist?
I'm sick of feeling like a battery.
The way you charge me up, the way you empty me.
I get so nervous when I feel the angst adding up.
It makes me crazy that you've been around,
Because the love I seek was the love I found,
and you left a scar on me.
This is the new misery.
I can't stand my imagination. My mind is too prolific.
I continue to feed it with images of you
how you're fucking someone I knew.
It's the fuel in the fire that I can't explain.
You're throwing the matches when you'd expect me to catch them
When all I ever do is throw them back at you.
So, why can't I be just like them?
I'm at your disposal.
Sick obsessions don't just disappear.
They haunt you when you're alone.
Conversations never solved my fear.
They just made it clear.
credits
from Symptoms,
released August 28, 2012
Written & Composed by Yotam Ben Horin
Yotam Ben Horin - Vocals, Bass
Guy Carmel - Guitar, Vocals
Ishay Berger - Guitar, Vocals
Jonathan Harpak - Drums
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