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One simply must take precaution, use great placement of trust
And in my part, overeager for some spell
At first sight, we know nothing, I am stupid and free
There’s a void for a reverie to take hold

Then partial way through a separate day
I’m surrounded by the thought of vow exchange

But it’s not even romantic
I believed the chosen match is to light itself, commanding,
But I don’t know, only your aura shows
I so wish that I wasn’t, I could be fixed on nothing
I swear I saw your eyes in tomorrow

On its face, the feeling’s baseless, it’s as sharp as a wheel
And we’re all trapped forever in our shirts
Do we share this bad surprise, was that May in your eyes?
Or am I, the overthinker, unconcurred?

Memory and projection play
show and tell like it’s a game, class has no shame

And it’s not even romantic
I believe the chosen match is to light itself, commanding,
Now I don’t know, only your aura shows
I so wish that I wasn’t, I could be cursed for nothing
I swear I saw those eyes in tomorrow

Separate day, made it partial way
I’m assaulted by the thought of endless days

And it’s not even romantic
I believe the chosen matches to light itself, commanding,
But I don’t know, only your aura shows
I so wish that I wasn’t, I could be fixed on nothing
I swear I saw your eyes in tomorrow
I don’t know only your aura shows,
I don’t know only your aura shows
The effigy is burning,
Another broken banner of our times
These memories we’re earning,
They pass with no reflection from my mind

Does it feel so sharp? It’s from the bottom of my heart.
Does it feel so sharp? We’re at the bottom of my heart.

The earth and moon are flirting,
They’re twirling in a trepidatious way
The effigy is burning
The rock will crush us all at any day

Does it feel so sharp? We’re at the bottom of my heart.
Does it feel so sharp? It’s from the bottom of my heart.

The apple tree’s children are slowly fermented by the blaze
Our planet is honest and longs to rejoin the cosmic race

My heart is dented open,
It’s leaking out betrayals of its cage
The effigy is burning,
The rock should crush us all at any day

Does it feel so sharp? We’re at the bottom of my heart.
Does it feel so sharp? It’s from the bottom of my heart.
I see a corner market shop caught in the rain
The hope of a weekend leisure mob suddenly erased
What a waste, others shall replace

Everything I thought I’d dream about, presently awake
Shopping hearts are born to wander on, caught up in fate
It won’t wait, ***** is ***** is spayed

I’m ugly compared with wherever you are
But I wanna lose in vain
In fairness, I’ve been putting it off
But it’s time to make the conversation

Goodbye to pine wood derby car, caught up in reins
So what we’re displaced from a lot, give chaos praise
On a way, on a way back home

I don’t wanna be shared with wherever you are
So I gonna make it rain
Wasted the summer defending the ark,
Now I wanna watch the waters cave in

On a way, on a way back home

I long to see the market bottom from evil trade
Plant a strong a seed so purely rotten, grown in the shade
All betrayed, long misplaced, mispaid

I’m under attack in the Summer of George
Now I want to lose in vain
The walls cave in, I’m one with the sharks
How I need to move for respiration

I’m ugly compared with wherever you are
So I’m soaking in the rain
It’s unfair to wherever you are
So it’s time to make the conversation
I came upon a ride and took it in my head
To keep the dream alive not sleeping in a bed
All hail a mother’s cry and it brings me from the dead
To sit unrecognized by furniture and friends

Yeah, yeah
Heyee, heyee, heyee,
Heyee, heyee, heyee
I wish the drugs still work

In my times of neediness I cling to favorites
Send lines obsequious and cast my only wish
Give this candle one more sigh, see my returns are in the red
Keep passing along the lie that’s ringing in my head
Yeah!

Heyee, heyee, heyee,
Heyee, heyee, heyee
I wish the drugs still worked
Yeah, yeah

As I only have one wish I thought that I could wish it first
Heyee, heyee, heyee
I wish the drugs still work
I’ve got something to say, but I don’t want to shout
Every moment I wait I’m more afraid to let it out
You’ve got nothing to say, I’ve got nothing to show
Makes a little date, late, fate, so it goes

The freedom that I want to have is written in a book, oh

Locked away in the clouds, let a whimper rain down
If they notice below it’s only soaking in the ground
Keeping figures in mind, writing faster than time
If you set it straight you finely break the quoted gate

The freedom that I want to have is written in a book
Freedom that I want to have is eaten in a booth, oh

Oh, to do it well
Oh, to do it well
Let’s keep dancing along

Poster framed in the hall, an idol of the stare
Likely to recall wall to wall what happens there
A vision to proclaim, one line of the page
If we’re reached by another age, there is no game

Freedom that I want to have is written in a book
The freedom that I want to have is sitting to a tune, oh
Upon this rock I found an untrue home
Relinquished thought to lie in sonic arms
Awaiting at latchkey, the ice of a daiquiri drained of its flavor and goal
Branded at start line the heroes of our time are shining then ***** as gold

They all rocked and rolled
Rocked, then rolled away
Rock and rolled away

Upon this rock I found an untrue home
If one second stops the minute overloads
To saunter is brave, but to ponder is fake, it’s a stalling of ****** needs
Rumors of my “me” have driven to mud plains, and now sip the oldest of teas
In a nasal tone, painted lonely
An angel is cold, it overtakes and saves me

Let me rock and roll
Rock and roll away
Rock then roll away

The details of a blessed devotion,
it lifts my many yokes
To keep me hanging on, and up,
I won’t live to float

Let me rock and roll
Rock and roll away
Rock and roll away
Rock and roll away

Upon this rock I found an untrue home
Only one mantra successfully haunts us without self-perpetual poke
Among the receivers and dreamers of fever, to everyone else it’s a joke

Let ‘em rock and roll
Rock and roll away
Rock then roll away
Poem or song in Edim.

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