I'm the whore you pretended to see
A fake to beautiful people
Buried the days you forgot to live
You cried because you dared to hide
Did you think I'd be your pride?
Your envy, your rage
I'm still being consumed by your flattery
I'm filthy and foul I know
It's what I was bound for
I'd shine down on you
But you'd ashen my aurora
Doll face, girl you need to be mended
You can't remember how to be loved
While everyone else can't forget
You fell in debt, you fell in traps
Reading books that tell you lies
That kept me the human I wasn't born
I'm filthy and foul I know
It's what I was bound for
I'd shine down on you
But you'd ashen my aurora
Some place your smiling
With someone close by
Smiling right back at you
You've never felt so right
You've never felt so close to home
Can't turn your smile upside down
Can't pretend you don't fit in this town
Pretty boy, shine on
At the end of the tunnel you can't find
Pretty boy, shine on
Girls sneaking up from you behind
You can't seem to find her inbetween
I saw the tears
You forgot to shed to me
When you swore you'd cry all alone
But couldn't admit your shallow sins
You fetched me
I caught a soul
So broken, so hurt
I couldn't give it back
Pretty boy, shine on
At the end of the tunnel you can't find
Pretty boy, shine on
Girls sneaking up from you behind
You can't seem to find her inbetween
It's a secret
It's a secret
Its a secret
It's a secret tonight
[x4]
It's a secret
People are so greedy
Raised to selfishly loose
Memories made but never stayed
Drowned in your twofaced shadow
Adults turn back on childhood
Thinking it was so great
Becoming beautiful people
World of devastation
That couldn't go back
World of devastation
That couldn't go back
That couldn't go back
Go back
If only you could [x4]
Baby can you hear my rambles?
Will you talk back when I'm listening?
Are you there when I'm not?
The pain in our eyes is suprising
Isn't it hard to want something?
I am full of wordless passions
Your not where I wish you were
To heal your confusion, I'll believe
Yawn without a sound
Close your eyes
Run away with me
To become what you can't
And I'll watch you smile
Tell me I'm fucking stunning
Feel the meaning of right
Without one single fight
Thats all
I peel you
So slowly, so naked
And then I turn away
Tell me I'm fucking stunning
And I'll kiss you forever
So fuck me without a meaning
But, not without a feeling
A feeling that was never felt
Is my own new endless hope
I plead to be cared for
Striving for a love that isn't real
Just one simple affection
That makes all the difference
We're needy...
We're needy...
We're needy...
In our own ways......
















Comments
i love you, k? so much talent, so much talent.... *drifts away*
--
Somebody tell me if falling OUT of love is supposed to hurt this bad
no really do something with it
--
I want to give you my
And I'll kiss you forever
So fuck me without a meaning
But, not without a feeling"
Wow, this is my favourite part, but the whole thing's great! Wow...so can you sing? and have you learnt bass yet?
You are so in my band when you move to England MWAH, well not my current band but, we'll make a new one...
--
My good sir I know nothing! But I know that much, and if anything, it's a start...
--
"...Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don't matter at all, because once you are Real you can't be ugly, except to people who
--
"...Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don't matter at all, because once you are Real you can't be ugly, except to people who
--
"...Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don't matter at all, because once you are Real you can't be ugly, except to people who
--
"...Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don't matter at all, because once you are Real you can't be ugly, except to people who
Previous Page123Next Page