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Martin Narrod Apr 2014
Oakes-photo, hypocrisy and flagrant mirky plateau. Brimming celestial warrants overcrowding public housing systems. North-South lights, sell costly iPhone Apps; and then there are Social Societies of non-verbal delight. Password protected non-profitable and over-costly educations of no reward or biblical synonyms. Catastrophizing hash-tag dot.com. Weary party going poster children with glowing anemone guts, fruity looped cantlings, ravenous scattered supper clubbed coughing up ******* on their strange and central affairs unit. Overcome the candisation and sugary affairs of any of the ***** and pops that erstwhile matter less and less. We are speaking of nomenclatures that don't arise. Promises and by which confession aloof romanticizes every Tom dicking Mary that carries the theory of sustainable energy, prussian blue, and irregular browsing.
Aubree Brianne Apr 2014
It's not about the way that you dress
It's not about the way you flip your hair
It's not about how many friends you have
It's about the way that you smile
When my whole world is in denial
It's about the way I can't resist you
Even after not talking for a while
It's about the way you touch every curve on my body
Along with every feeling within my being
It's about how I get such a peaceful sleep
Whenever you sing to me
It's not about the way that you can be the biggest ****
It's about the way that you make up for it
It's about the way that you keep me your secret
It's about the way that you can't keep it
It's not about us
It's about what we could be
Sydney Marie Apr 2014
My throat closes and my eyes water.
My legs can't hold my body and my hands tremble.
My mind scatters and the only thing that's clear is how sharp the knife is and how cold it is against my skin.
The darkness overwhelms me as the ruby red line runs down my leg, down my arm, down my stomach.
The silence drowns out the music and puts much more emphasis on how fast and hard my heart pumps blood through my body.
My fingers go numb as the knife falls from my hand and as my limp body falls to the river below.
Cathyy Apr 2014
Now that you're here, in my Wonderland
I hope you will stay for as long as you can,
please stay..

You walk like a star and you shine like one too
it amazes me how you're just so wonderful
so please stay, please stay..

You see since my heart broke,
I lost all hope in love
but you wandered into my mind
and now you're all I think of
so please stay..

Come and find me,
I'll be waiting 'til the break of dawn
and I'll be painting you a picture of love
and all it's innocence..
in the sky with my fingertips

How can I move on?
When I just want to go back to the start,
and how can I love myself with a broken heart?
I guess you were busy,
whilst I was busy
writing out the words to this song..

So can you tell me!
Tell me are you happy with your new found life?
I hear you finally found the chance to learn how to love again
I hope your someones someone heaven sent..
Oh babyy it's like I've fallen for a shooting star..
and i'd fall through wonderland again for your heart
but i doubt its worth it,
'cause we're too imperfect to sort this out..

But can you imagine no life quotes, voicenotes?
Singing God knows,
always.. ringing up your phone..
(even when I'm in the wrong)

Can you imagine no heartbreak, heartfelt lyrics?
My heart aches while you finish,
the best peppermint tea you've ever had and,
what you have with me..
Heyhey it's Cathyy!

So I'm not gonna promote my blog or my youtube here I just want to share this as around this time last year was the first time those words up there touched crumbled paper in my lovely old songbook.

This is a very sentimental song, the original is 'Drops of Jupiter' from Train and I changed the whole concept of the song and really personalised it. I hope you enjoy, this is my way of saying thank you for all the support on the E.P and the single. X

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