Thoughts
Friday, June 25, 2010
Why not pretend?
"I'm not 'gonna let you get me down tonight, not this time. I'm goin out, 'gonna tear up the town a little and leave my thoughts of you back behind me at that red light i just blew through. I'm gonna scrape up my knees cause i'll be 'gettin into some trouble so that everyone can see i sure know how to live. It's only 2 a.m., the nights still young and your already in, responsible, well behaved never gonna misbehave you. Well i'm a rebel, born to be goin a hundred and three, lookin for a party and daring anybody to stop me."-- It's alright to dream a little. Why not pretend?
He Says
"She's a little difficult", he says. "I hope you can handle her...she's everything you'll want, everything you'll need, she's here to be loved and brought out of this hell hole".
Always thinking
But i just
Cant seem to get it right.
Dodging questions I dont like
Everyone in a room makes
Fears run through my mind.
Going away in a few years
Having to say goodbye?
INCOMING, a sudden change
Just failing to
Keep a tear inside.
Lives will always change?
Meaningful memories i'm
Never going to forget.
Open the doors to something new...
please don't go, just yet.
Questions I can't seem to answer
Revealing my fears
Stay here?
Times will always change
Uncover pieces of the past
Vary your lifestyle.
Way across where the country ends
Extrememly far from you
Yours truly, she'll write
Zero, one, two, three, eighteen years and she's out of sight.
But i just
Cant seem to get it right.
Dodging questions I dont like
Everyone in a room makes
Fears run through my mind.
Going away in a few years
Having to say goodbye?
INCOMING, a sudden change
Just failing to
Keep a tear inside.
Lives will always change?
Meaningful memories i'm
Never going to forget.
Open the doors to something new...
please don't go, just yet.
Questions I can't seem to answer
Revealing my fears
Stay here?
Times will always change
Uncover pieces of the past
Vary your lifestyle.
Way across where the country ends
Extrememly far from you
Yours truly, she'll write
Zero, one, two, three, eighteen years and she's out of sight.
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