Foolish Romantic
Burn Your Polaroids
For The Hopes Held There
Have Become Void.
Hold Out Your Hands
To Receive Your Sight
Can't You See
You've Been Robbed Blind?
Just A Kid Caught In The Cookie Jar
You Stand On Tip Toes
"Reach For The Stars"?
...
Foolish Romantic
Put Away Your Pen
Freedom Is Fool's Talk
Revolution- A Sin
And Lips Laced With Leftover Listerine?
Darling, Love Comes With Bad Breath
And The Smell Of Bodies
You Hope It Feels Like When Worlds Collide
But There's Pain In Tomorrow
Want For Naught But The Night.
(July 13, 2008)
Jun 27, 2010
Jun 27, 2010 at 10:31 PM UTC
Foolish Romantic
Burn Your Polaroids
For The Hopes Held There
Have Become Void.
Hold Out Your Hands
To Receive Your Sight
Can't You See
You've Been Robbed Blind?
Just A Kid Caught In The Cookie Jar
You Stand On Tip Toes
"Reach For The Stars"?
...
Foolish Romantic
Put Away Your Pen
Freedom Is Fool's Talk
Revolution- A Sin
And Lips Laced With Leftover Listerine?
Darling, Love Comes With Bad Breath
And The Smell Of Bodies
You Hope It Feels Like When Worlds Collide
But There's Pain In Tomorrow
Want For Naught But The Night.
(July 13, 2008)
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