This is my second post in my wonderfull journal and im rather bored. So I will give you all a song i wrote it is a wonderfull song indeed it is.
Razor Blade Transmission
( broken from despair )
We shade in all the circles
For this test of love
To me you are so beautifull
Nothing else matters any more
( DON'T START NOW!)
This is a test of love
You are so beautifull
So close
So perfect
So natural
Once nothing, now everything
( NO ONE CARES AT ALL!)
It's time to fall back and listen
Only we could get into this
Some day the blade will sink
And peal back the love of anger resonating in my flesh.
Like a razor blade love sonnet my soul crys love and pain.
Till nothing becomes everything we meet at the edge
And fall further then we can see
Untill we no longer feel alive any more
Please don't stop breathing
To much love stricken feelings
To much pleeding
Close that gap of greiving
".......Can you hear this?
.....Can you feel this?
Unconcious............"
But you look so beautifull.
( YOUR HOPELESS JUST LET HER DIE! )
Paralyzed by the metranomes light
Constant ticking and never ending flashes
Of an over played message recorded in our hearts.
Please don't stop breathing
To much love stricken feelings
To much pleeding
Close that gap of greiving
".......Can you hear this?
.....Can you feel this?
Unconcious............"
But you look so beautifull.
( WHY TELL HER NOW? )
The stars never looked so dim
And the graveyard never looked so alive.
Tonights eclipse will never stop
Framed between that little bridge at the end of the road
And the Clocktower in the courtyard
( WHY DO YOU CRY SO HARD? )
Stay here for a while and watch the shadow's dance
And the moon cry
Untill the ocean swallows that story in the sky
Please don't stop breathing
( HOPELESS! )
To much love stricken feelings
( ROMANTIC !)
To much pleeding
Close that gap of greiving
".......Can you hear this?
.....Can you feel this?
(Nothing can fix those broken wings )
Unconcious............"
But you look so beautifull.
( F*CK JUST DIE! )
Well wasent that fun. So I don't no what to really talk about so im going to end on this note
" Don't trust them they are short and smell off soot and poo, just because they promise you gold doesnt mean they wont make there freds and flinstones tie your feet in two....."
 Diomus · Wed Dec 15, 2004 @ 07:14am · 3 Comments |
