O Venus, As the somber drums echo my heavy feet During the plight of wilted roses To which gray fog lingers against my skin, I pray to you, O Venus, Let your red arrows strike […]
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fool
So, maybe I’m a Queen of Hearts, destroying love with heavy darts. But who are you, o Fool that clings? Everything you do, it just stings. Or maybe you’re the King, And I’m just a […]
There's a tide in your eyes, and several hundred reasons why
I should simply say goodbye as I look into the tide in your eyes.
But there's in the tide in your eyes that I can never deny,
so I give it a try ...
Again.
I'm falling
Again.
Catch me,
I'm falling.
Again.
There's a song from your lips, romantic like a kiss.
I know ignorance is bliss, so I don't let you miss
the song on my lips, calling for your kiss,
filling me with bliss.
Again.
I'm falling.
Again.
Catch me,
I'm falling.
Again.
I think I'm on cloud nine, 'cause this is so divine,
something so sublime, I can hear the bells chime.
There's a tide in your eyes, and several hundred reasons why
I should simply say goodbye as I look into the tide in your eyes.
But there's in the tide in your eyes that I can never deny,
so I give it a try ...
Again.
I give it a try.
Again.
So, catch me,
I'm falling
Again.
I'm falling.
Again.
Again.
Again.
I think I'm in love with you again.
Light fades through the room, drones out the sound, uncertainty looms to the past to which we're bound.
I can't feel your heart, but I know that it's slow, unable to grow, lost in the wind that blow, so ...
You fade into a shadow.
You don't recognize the tears on my face.
Everything we had will
fade away into the empty black space.
I don't wanna be a shadow,
But you don't a choice if you do.
I try, and I try. All do is try.
I try to get you as a shadow out of my mind.
I don't even know why, yeah, even why,
why the end was nigh.
My thoughts intertwine, and the music gets too loud.
I stumble in line, and I fear you're not proud.
And it's like,
You fade into a shadow.
You don't recognize the tears on my face.
Everything we had will
fade away into the empty black space.
I don't wanna be a shadow,
But you don't a choice if you do.
Don't bother to get too close.
I won't be your ideal host.
I'm the fire, the burn, the ember, the spark, the flame, the smoke that's making you nervous.
You see me around, watching me drown, gray in the frown, walking in town, like I ain't worth it.
But you've heard it.
I'm bad news.
I'm just a rouse
In a game you're gonna lose.
Yeah, I'm bad news.
I'm the ghost that's lurking around, don't make a sound, lost and not found, so aren't you proud?
I'm the poison inside, escaping my mind, so out of time, small as a dime, claiming what's mine.
But it's time you know:
I'm bad news.
I'm just a rouse
In a game you're gonna lose.
Yeah, I'm bad news.
Look at the stitches across my skin.
Each is one a different pattern:
The teddy bears of infancy and innocence;
The bubbles of childhood and optimism;
The clouds of adolescent darkness;
And the wind of the future.
Look at me.
Am I not proud?
Burn
Flares could cave in on my skin. Hot red flares burning my skin. Why did partake in such sin? To touch the amber gloss of her skin, hot red flares burning my skin, how could […]
Where the water is dry,
Where the fire is wet,
A river of tears stream from my eyes.
Where the sun is dark and gray,
and the sky is mucky blue,
I wander with no place to stay.
Where lips curl downwards,
where the only noise is a spark of hatred,
I climb outwards.
To the west of despair,
To the east of endless flares,
To the south of gloom,
To the north of wilted instead of bloomed.
