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Cedar Girls' Secondary School

Wednesday, January 10, 2007

i'll Be
The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful
Stop me and steal my breath
Emeralds from mountains thrust towards the sky
Never revealing their depth


Tell me that we belong together
Dress it up with the trappings of love
I'll be captivated, I'll hang from your lips
Instead of the gallows of heartache that

hang from above

I'll be your cryin' shoulder
I'll be love suicide
I'll be better when I'm older
I'll be the greatest fan of your life


Rain falls angry on the tin roof
As we lie awake in my bed
You're My Survival, You're My Living Proof
My love is alive and not dead


Tell me that we belong together
Dress it up with the trappings of love
I'll be captivated, I'll hang from your lips
Instead of the gallows of heartache
That hang from above


I'll be your cryin' shoulder
I'll be love suicide
I'll be better when I'm older
I'll be the greatest fan of your life


I've dropped out, burned up, fought my way
back from the dead
Tuned in, turned on, remembered the things
you said


I'll be your cryin' shoulder
I'll be love suicide
I'll be better when I'm older
I'll be the greatest fan of your life


Sympathy
Stranger than your sympathy,
And this is my apology
I Kill myself from the inside out,
And all my fears have pushed you out.
And I wished for things that I don't need.
All I wanted
And what I chase won't set me free.
It's all I wanted
And I get scared but I'm not crawling on my knees.
Oh yeah, everything's all wrong , yeah.
Everything's all wrong, yeah.
Where the hell did i think i was?


And stranger than your sympathy.
I take these things so I don't feel.
I kill myself from the inside out,
And now my head's been filled with doubt.


And it's hard to lead the life you choose,
All I wanted
When all your luck's run out on you.
All I wanted
And you can't see when all your dreams are coming true.
Oh yeah, it's easy to forget, yeah.
And you choke on the regrets, yeah.
who the hell did i think i was?


And stranger than your sympathy,
And all these thoughts you stole from me.
And I'm not sure where I belong.
Nowhere's home and I'm all wrong


And I wasn't all the things
I tried to make believe I was.
And I wouldn't be the one
To kneel before the dreams I wanted
And all the talking,
And all the lies
Were all the empty things disguised as me
mm Yeah.
Stranger than your sympathy.
Stranger than your sympathy.

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