tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5310473061025243242011-12-13T19:56:16.326-08:00Blog Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06611768395775817630noreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-531047306102524324.post-37099618687953272002011-01-12T05:36:00.001-08:002011-01-12T05:36:37.262-08:00And I am still waiting<br />For clean to come yet he's not there<br />He's killing dreams out in the sea<br /><br />I feel like I can't breathe<br />Life's crushing down on me<br />Heavy salt will wash away my sin<br /><br />No one left I could blame it on<br />No more hope all is said and done<br />Life seems sealed as the night breaks in<br /><br />And rears mount the horizon<br />And blackened is the night<br />The world has drowned in cries<br /><br />I search for many years<br />He is all cherished all my life<br />I roamed behind the veil of night<br /><br />The essence of life it should never be lost<br />Thrown to be beast to be mighty tossed<br /><br />I I give myself away on this blackened day<br />I give myself away to you!<br /><br />The world is drowning...<br />The world has drowned in cries...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/531047306102524324-3709961868795327200?l=francesjac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Blog Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06611768395775817630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-531047306102524324.post-44549719260578545902011-01-11T04:50:00.000-08:002011-01-11T04:52:06.059-08:00Stepping on the cracks in the sidewalk<br />Ain't worried 'bout no bad things happening to me<br />Ain't looking back at where I been. Just where I want to be<br /><br />I was just a kid. I didn't know what I wanted<br />He was just a kid. I left him brokenhearted<br />Would he wait, would he wait, would he wait for me?<br />Yeah. Would he wait for me?<br /><br />Everything I'll ever need I found, on the streets of Brooklyn<br />I'm coming back around<br />This place is home and it's got him<br />It took some time to find my way<br />Go tell him that I'm here to stay<br />On the streets of Brooklyn.<br /><br />The scenery has changed<br />This place has gotten more run down<br />Passed the places we used to hang<br />I'd smile when he'd come around<br /><br />We'd walk the avenue, holding hands and laughing<br />Somehow I always knew<br />I'd come on back to where it all began<br />[- From :http://www.elyrics.net/read/a/annika-vitolo-lyrics/streets-of-brooklyn-lyrics.html -]<br />Did he wait for me? Yeah. Did he wait for me?<br /><br />Everything 'll ever need I found, on the streets of Brooklyn<br />Hell I'm not backing down<br />I'm gonna keep on looking for him<br />Ain't nothing getting in my way<br />I'm gonna get him back someday<br /><br />Everything I need to know<br />I learned on the streets of Brooklyn<br />I left a long long time ago<br />But my heart stayed here with him<br /><br />Everything I'll ever need I found on the streets of Brooklyn<br />I'm coming back around<br />This place is home and it's got him<br />I hope it's not too late for me<br />I wonder did he wait for me?<br /><br />He's leaning on my old front gate<br />Turns to me, says you're pretty late<br />Whouda thought you'd take this long to get ready for our date?<br />Of course I'd wait, on the streets of Brooklyn.<br />So glad he stayed. On the streets of Brooklyn.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/531047306102524324-4454971926057854590?l=francesjac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Blog Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06611768395775817630noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-531047306102524324.post-30021894689421799162009-05-08T06:08:00.000-07:002009-05-08T06:09:02.850-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">BLUE OCTOBER - Dirt Room</span></span><br /></div><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">I'm like a ghost<br />I'll be living in a dirt room<br />Waiting for the day to be closer<br />To the window when you're home<br />I'll be standing by your back door<br />Reaching for the knife in my coat<br />I'm going to put it to your throat<br />Sweaty piggy, you're a bad man<br />What a fucking sad way to go<br />Your mother raised you as a joke<br />I should have wiped away a burden<br />Use the curtain in the kitchen to choke<br />You<br /><br />You think you own me<br />You should have known me<br />You took the future and the food off my family's plate<br />You think you'll use me<br />I'm stronger than you<br />You take my money, but it's useless<br />When see what I do to you<br />Look what I do to you<br /><br />Oh god then you awoke<br />You started screaming through the duct tape<br />Don't ever think I'm letting you go<br />I'm busy digging you a hole<br />Now you'll be living in a dirt room<br />Breathing through the straw of your own<br />Come on<br />I really think that this is fun for the money<br />I'll make it comfy for the time wasted making you rich<br />I want to cover you in ants, bees and honey<br />Then take a picture for the cover of our album!<br /><br />You think you own me<br />You should have known me<br />You took the future and the food off my family's plate<br />You think you'll use me<br />I'm stronger than you<br />You take my money, but it's useless<br />When see what I do to you<br /><br />You think you own me<br />You should have known me<br />You took the future and the food off my family's plate<br />You think you'll use me<br />But I'm stronger than you<br />You take my money, but it's useless<br />When see what I do to you<br /><br />And now I see you, oh<br />'Cause your back's against the wall<br />And finally you're mine<br />You're mine<br /><br />You think you own me<br />You should have known me<br />You took the future and the food off my family's plate<br />You think you'll use me<br />I'm stronger than you<br />You take my money, but it's useless<br />When see what I do to you<br /><br />I really think that this is fun for the money<br />We'll make you comfy for the time wasted making you rich<br />I want to cover you in ants, bees and honey<br />Then take a picture for the cover of our album!</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/531047306102524324-3002189468942179916?l=francesjac.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Blog Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06611768395775817630noreply@blogger.com0