Endpoint:After Taste

From Louisville Punk/Hardcore History

I woke this morning to a brand new day.The pain inside my head had not yet gone away.I bit my lip and prayed it was a dream.If i could have just one more time,i know i'd find a piece of mind.If we left what you had said behind,and i had one more day with you.One and one,yeah it makes two,but too much pain has come from you.Say you lied and i'm a fool,and just give one more day with you.The bell rings loudly and it's half past noon.I hide beneath the sheers to face the world it's oh too soon.The sunlight through my window tells me to move on.But i can't seem to shake this sleep ever since you've gone.My dreams fell sharply to the ground and the pieces scattered miles apart.The flesh is cold the mind is tired,a fitting casket for the heart.I can feel the after taste.I can feel what i went through and i don't know when those are just flashing memories.I can feel the after taste of you.