Now Playing: The Velvet Teen - A Captive Audience

Like Disjointed Heart, my blog title is based on a song.

i'm gonna make it go away, like it never happened
like the author ran out of ink, before you got to me

it doesn't matter, you have your answer
my breath upon yer hand, my breath upon yer hand

cos we're never far from another life

but i never wanted to make you spend the night..
with yer loneliest thoughts
will you come around this time
will i be left here

ooh, love
when so proudly we fail
and all the optimists sing
"yeah, we'll be that far"
when we'll be that far behind

it's the drug distraction
they'll scream when i kick

but for every moment that i get too close
to the faceless void from which i stumbled

it's only because my heart swells over
and i misinterpret it, i dwell on my failures
cos i had parents who taught me to love
yeah, love was something.. they never knew

they never cared about you anyway
a hope vicarious, a captive audience..

even the people that you call your friends
can fuck you over in the subtlest ways

it'll be your comfort that you're always alone
they never cared about you anyway..they never cared
they never care so much.. as when you've lost your way
fire and brimstone where they lay me

heaven help us for a way
to get out of here
get out of here
get out of here..
ooh, love