

How Can It Be TrueHow Can It Be TrueHow Can It Be True
My heart on the line, risking so much. It's pretending to be fine.
Erratically jumping at even a glance. Hopelessly hoping for one last chance.
Can't stop thinking of the past. There's no way in hell I'll be going anywhere fast.
I want more time of just me and you. I want to go back, when our feelings were true.


Music In My HeartMusic In My HeartMusic In My Heart
Music speaks to the soul, or maybe from it.
It keeps us in control when we just want to quit.
So the music plays on, it plays and plays,
Even if you're gone, the music stays.
It might haunt me, remind me too much of you,
Or it might make me see the things I didn't want to.
Like the long, hard war, the loss of something so true.
What else is music for then to speak your heart for you?


Equine GenocideFreedom, majesty All lost in the tragedy. Lost in the chutes, as the gun shoots yet doesn't kill.Equine Genocide
The blood spills, and money goes into the till.
Struggling to stay in the day. Feeling dead, with a feeling of dread. They watch each other die, still they don't cry, they can't do anything to defy or deny this death.
Packed together, surrendered to this fate of ending up on a foreign plate.
The stench of blood, the filthy mud. Hungry, thirsty, tired, scared, hurt, and wired. Too sho


My SupermanSupermanMy Superman
Superman can fly, or so they say. He saves the world, he saves the day.
Superman can fly high above all. He'll take you there, he won't let you fall.
Superman can fly, with his super strength too, he'll watch just to protect you.
Superman can fly, I believe he can. He's more then the rest of us and you're my superman.
-takes comment virginity-
:-D I watch youuuuuu know.
I'm going to KILL DA. It's not posting my other thing.
And it's driving me NUTS.
Pahaha, don't kill it. I need dA. >.>
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