I am addicted to music
Sounds strange but for me it’s therapeutic
The beat must be solid
The lyrics must be valid
And I usually like a good ballad

I got Tim’s on my feet
As I watch the fire consume the wood
Like the depression burning in my soul

I can feel the heat
If I could vanish like the smoke I would
Why does life seem so dull?

I wish this feeling I could defeat
Thinking on better things, I know I should
But sad things is what now has rule

Oh baby I’m sorry
But I hate when you call me
Pretend I’m not really here
Or anywhere near

Oh girl why you keep callin
I told you already I’m not really fallin
In love with you
Yeah your friends think you’re cool
But now your just being a fool

Sorry... I’m not in love with you

Fix the mistakes

Makes you say something you don't want to,

To the people you love the most

Waking up every day
As I softly kiss you
Opening my eyes gently
Seen your beautiful face
Your beautiful smile
Makes my heart race
From the twinkling of your eyes
Brings a bright smile from my
Beating heart and makes me
Feel so happy for having you in my life
Because I love you so much more every day in my life.

Buttered parcels filled,
With rose hips and cinnamon;
Heartache’s antidote.