What if I told you I'll be here i'd be there until eternity?
Would you want to spend every minute with me?
Is it me that you see when you close your eyes?
Every chance that I get to see your beauty is like opening a gift and such a surprise.
to infinity and beyond,
I'd be singing to you girl if this poem was a song.
The loving that i have for you is still very strong.
Its perpetual and indivisible by any means,
I'm the king of hearts and you're the queen my heart needs,
What we have is only seen behind closed eyes in the form of dreams.
Were going to drift through space and steal some time,
If this world was a bank, we would be pulling the number one crime.
We would stick them up for all that they have,
And leave the scene empty; nothing to grab.
It's only you that I want but we have to make this fun,
Two love birds on the run,
Me and you together will always equal one.
If you have it then give me some,
If you want it then here i come.

What if I told you I'll be there until eternity?
Would you want to spend each and every moment with only me?

Who do i trust in this street life im livin?
No one Kus the players in the game are liars, thiefs, and always cheating.
Im fiendin for the money power and the world.
I had the right person but she was the wrong girl.
She didnt love me like i thought,
she loved me for a min then the next she loved me not.
A cold shot; My heart the target and she hit my caring spot and my feel
Now I'm searching for the love but make believe is far from real.
Its a cold world, so many hearts have come victim to the chill.
Its a cold cold world

In my life seems to be a mixture of bad, not right, or hella wrong.
It's like EVERYTHING is a twisted verse in that one Blue song.
The turmoil, the mishaps, well yea they all play a role.
Who do I return nothing to?
Cause the deal was I get EVERYTHING for my soul.
So I signed the deed.
But didn't read the fine print.
I should have took the hint
When I signed with a ****** print.
EVERYTHING
In my life is like coming down; I built many bridges in this land.
But now I only got remnats of ash around town.
My smile is non-existent. All I have to show is a crooked frown.
And love naw it don't seem to live here anymore.
I've been looking for it everywhere but then again I ask myself what for...
More tears filled with pain and sorrow.
And then left to think that there is no tomorrow.
EVRYTHING
Is like coming to its expiration.
And I'm facing smiles full of lie.
Being that I'm not important enough to be rememberd, I can live now and later die.
I've become the target and the world seems to be aiming at my why.
And still tears fall from my eye but atleast my concrete rose still has a try.
EVERYTHING
In my life maybe torn, I may have wounds and scars victim to the thorn.
My concrete rose ain't passed. And yet I wonder; should my concrete rose pass will it be reborn.
Why me?
Why am I so blind? I think I know but can't see, the difference between right, wrong, good or bad.
I've become a wanderer. So I wander the streets tormented and sad.
I've got the regonition but it's something I already had.
How much can one Loco have?
I know the feeling of losing EVERYTHING so I'm not always mad.
EVERYTHING
comes and goes it's the when will EVRYTHING end that no one knows.

I'm drifting on a memory and I can't help but wonder,
if ever u think of me?
Cause what we had was like those stories you read in a fantasy.
A fairy tail full of magic, it only took a look and
I knew I had to have it. Like a crazy habit.
im chasing a silly rabbit to the land of wonder.
My heart stopped loving long ago, but you woke and brought the love out of its slumber.
I'm a dreaming fiending wreck.
Your the queen of hearts who had my corastone in cheak.
eX mark the spot.
I done pulled pedals off a dozen roses sayin to myself she loves me, she loves me not.

Its like a million angels laughing,
When one demon dies.
This is what it sounds like when a loco cries.
Its like a million unanswered questions comin from my feel and still hearing lies; the sound of cries , tears floodin eyes the sound  of lonely tear drops falling to the ground meaning that there is still many why's.
This is what it sounds like when a loco cries.
Its like meeting that  ride'a die shearing every secret telling every story vowing to be one until the end, Then came ur end.
You made me less then a friend.                              
You didnt have t

This is what it sounds like when a loco cries.
Its like being behind enemy lines and you on my mind
Is there peace in rest or do I REST IN PEACE
My mind and heart are mine but the soul is on lease
Mr Devil please give me back my soul I really didn't know
I had to give it back.
I slack love and compassion im alone in this world so cold lost in emotion and its really getting old
I hold it inside but today I won't let it hide
Im a loco
And this is what it sounds like when i cry.
I have been dealt this hand i blame only me for going along with the master plan.
This is what it sounds like when i cry.
I die i live im living but still dying can yall hear it
This loco is still crying
This is what it sounds like when this loco starts crying

Come from the hate the madness and the rage. I got the
world on
My back and I can't turn the page.
I'm over whelmed by a great sadness.
With the world on my sholders I'm sympathetic to atlas..
My eyes are wide shut and I see that  today's the real mystery Unsolved
As it may seem the end is now if u know just what I mean.
I've had a dream but the scene turned mean.
So now when my eyes close nightmares is all that is seen.
The poison flows up and down my life stream to my soul.
I keep holdin on *** it hurts much more to let go.
So I don't and I won't.
I can see in the night but in the day its hard to cope.
Shame on the sun let the moon shine
I'm dancing in the pale moon light
To clear and cleance my mind

I'm scared of those voices
They scream to hell
They could bring me to death
I can't let them win
But I'm just so tired
So tired of this life
Too tired to fight
I just want to let go
Close my eyes
Take a deep breath
And drift off to a never ending sleep
Cause afterall
Wasn't i born to die?