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Ride on a shooting star,
With the voice of my heart.
Like a shot gun,
I kept on singing.
Yeah, were raving on!
Just like the paranoia
Of this system.
Yeah, were hanging on!
To the twilights drowning lessons.
Burning brightly to the music of the night.
A bit of contradiction,
Both light-hearted yet serious.
Take the high initutive ,
Tune your heart to the cards of emotion.
I'm sick once again,
Tired of all the heart ache.
Tired of all the pain.
Who needs all the power anyway.
I play the same old song,
Over and over and over and over again.
Just because it reminds me of you.
Can you see past these crimson layers?
Why do I hurt inside?
Nevermind just forget about it.
Life goes on anyway,
Just pay the last little toll,
To get your way in and out of life.
When I see you crying I go,
No, no, no.
But when I see you smiling I go,
Oh, oh, oh
This is what dreams are made.
Thoughts of yoy race by in my mind,
I can't let you go,
No, no.
I just can't let you go--- Tonight.
Ride on a shooting star,
With the voice of my heart.
And you will be loved,
This is what dreams are made of.
- by J u i c e B o x T h i e f |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 07/24/2008 |
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- Title: Untitled
- Artist: J u i c e B o x T h i e f
- Description: Hey voters. This is a song I just wrote a couple of days ago. It still has no title, poor title-less song. Well anyway, hope you guys and girls like it. Yeah, at first it may make no sense but as you read through it everything ties in. So yeah... Have fun voting and be as harsh as possible.
- Date: 07/24/2008
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Comments (2 Comments)
- Sincerely Metalhead - 07/24/2008
- good song...but uh...the first two lines of the whole shabang dnt make much sense to me...other than that it is a good song, you put some depth on it and everything! 4 stars...by the way...do me a favor and vote on mine if ya dnt mind...no one seems to be voting on it...and id really appriaciate some feedback, just search Breakout.
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- J u i c e B o x T h i e f - 07/24/2008
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Let me know how terrible or how good it is.
And when it says "Thought of yoy"... It sould be you.
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