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She is beautiful but she wont believe , Most times she wishes she couldnt breath. She is perfectly skinny but its not enough , Shes gave up food and trying to love.
Vocal screams to a new high, progressive riff on bass, Lead guitar cuts the silence, energy fills the place.
I sat and pondered all the hate in the world, emotions of sympathy began to swirl. Violence we share with animals all the same, makes me wonder, how a human can be called humane.
Looking in your eyes I can feel so much hope I swear to devote my life to you and see it through holding your hand I feel alive like the sun well raise and here is the promise that I swear to keep...
Watch the starts come out tonight, You and me we hug so tight. Gently drifting out to sea, Your mine will forever be..
I'm here all alone Theres No one to really talk to Closing my eyes shut My thoughts are just all of you My scars are on my beaten up heart I lie down on my bed I can't believe we are now...
Heaven or bust, different opinions cause quite the fuss. How can all religions be right, humans fuel this losing fight. Matter of opinion, no ground rules, confusion makes them human fools.
Cold is the night, trees bare of color, my only view from this damp cellar. The only sight outside I have ever known, human compassion I was never shown.
A beautiful name. Most would agree. Like autumn leaves On a deciduous tree. When the colours Are brown, yellow, red And fall to the ground Amongst flower beds.
Mind racing Heart pacing Ming bobbling Heat throbbing Mind bursting Heart thirsting Ming dazzling Heart jazzing Mind crazing Heart bathing Mind lazing Heart raising.
Lester the jester Tell me a joke Can you disappear In a puff of smoke It's time to do What you're hired to do Now pull a flower From out of your shoe Do some backflips Sing me a song I don't want...
I don't think I'll write today. I feel too surly. I didn't exactly wake up bright and early. I missed the bus and was late. So I got hell. I had to see my head of year as well.
Hia people. Do ya like steeples. I do, I do. Hia guys. Do ya like heights. I do, I do. People, friends. Do ya use pens. I do, I do. See ya see ya. Would you like to be ya. I would, I would.
I say you look different, you ask me why Vague and untruthful is my reply But I am aware, deep down inside It's not you, it's me. You've changed in my eyes..
I may have broke a promise Just remember You broke yours too Don't get self-righteous It doesn't look good on you Some nights I would wish and hope and pray and Wish And hope and Pray That you...
Movement that can't be seen, a glimpse of light, shadows flee from sight. Black figures walk about, humans fast asleep, a quick look at the living, into rooms they creep.
I cry. Because I know you care. I die inside. Because you're never there. But you left for me. And you left for your sake. Your job before Just wasn't safe. And now your a million miles away.
As she lay there dying, I stood beside her crying. So much needed to be said, But she laid motionless on the bed. The tears streamed down my face, She could never be replaced.
Trapped inside, can't you here my cry, two minutes of air before I die. Limbs starting to go numb, my life's insignificant sum.
People make fun. They laugh, they joke. What do they see that we clearly don't. It's not that fun, nor funny or hilarious; with a missing limb, disease or the various.
It's not easy to rhyme, Make sure all the endings fit. Making all the lines work together Sometimes makes me want to quit. It's not easy to rhyme And repetition's hard.
I said No. It was the first time. I whispered it low; It was almost a mime. If I would let him see me, He promised to go, But what was there to see, Other than my tear-stained glow.
My friends are my joy, My friends are my pain. My friends are my laughter, My friends keep me sane. My friends make me smile, My friends make me cry. When I'm with them I'm never shy.
Strife fights within, leads me to sin. Repentance follows with hast, regretful the taste. Love leads to caring, often quite daring. Tranquility leaves peace, hate will cease.