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There must be more
to life than this,
isn’t there a place
where we can find sweet bliss?There must be more
than just crawling on the ground
ignorant of the sky above
inner peace just waiting to be found
around the cornerThere must be more
to this hectic do.
Are you as real as I?
Am I as real as you?
Sometimes I wonder…holy crap! I went all quesy just watching that, my gut goes out to you Shazz, bloody hell you must have an iron stomach or something
Come on down to the underground
where you have to give up to come around.
Now this doesn’t make sense but promise me true
that if it ends here then just follow through.
Still you don’t get it, and so I despair,
as you still believe that I only put on this air.
But I don’t…
I won’t
and I shouldn’t but I do
concede that I feel blue
nothing else left to say
except that it is the price I must payall dressed to the nines
and nowhere to go
I’m an accident waiting to happen
and you love it soplay it again
once more with some feeling
dance the macabre
and scratch your skin peeling
back to reveal your craven heartI’m a walking disaster
and you can’t get enough
ready for the final gig
too bad, so sad, tough
luck kidmy hands are shaking
and my heart begins to ache
the room is now spinning
as I start to suffocateit’s just the sign
of a modern age
fates entwine
it’s the disease which we cravesing me a love song
and I’ll scream you a dirge
that’s what wrong
following mortal urge@~Pebbles~ wrote:
@Forget Me Not wrote:
I would tell you what my first memory was of…but I’ve forgotten what it was
thats called altzeimers love….sit still, your carer will be along to molest you shortly
promises, promises. Flattery will get you nowhere don’t you know
I would tell you what my first memory was of…but I’ve forgotten what it was
despot
softly falls the snow
blanketing all within white
winter’s gentle gracecasted
