-
Scar tissue collected on my feeling,
So you can tell what’s on my mind.
Hollywood moons cast a thin shadow,
In empty rooms that make it hard to find.
Anything important worth reading.
And Ill never dream again,
Under this toxic romance.
Lift me up when I digress.
Moving to the fault line,
At a thousand degrees.
And now the problems are mine.
All mine, all mine.
Crazy, gracefully all in one.
Hold me down, point your gun.
Aim carefully, its not hard.
Do you have the guts to put a bullet in my heart?
Your too late it’s already done.
Fun for you, fun for me.
Well I don’t think you know
I don’t think you know
Too many bones on this road
I don’t think you know
And ill never think again
Under this toxic romance.
Lift me up when I digress.
Moving to the fault line,
At a thousand degrees.
And now the problems are mine.
All mine, all mine.
Crazy, gracefully all in one.
Hold me down, point your gun.
Aim carefully, its not hard.
Do you have the guts to put a bullet in my heart?
Your too late its already done.
Fun your you, fun for me.
Well I don’t think you know
I don’t think you know
Too many bones on this road
I don’t think you know
- by chance was hereXD |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 05/22/2010 |
- Skip
- Title: Space race
- Artist: chance was hereXD
- Description: I wite alot and this is one of the many masterpieces
- Date: 05/22/2010
- Tags: space race
- Report Post