Prove to me That steadily My hands will cease to shake
& try to show me another way to see....
Promise me, All I'm so unsure of
Promise me- That even this will pass.
Through the window on the basement floor, the truth still speaks; a friend Reminding me, compassionately That love and their plans must end. Now, To sever two souls But set only one free- Is by far a painless feat. How can the severed truly believe Their love wasn't bound by deceit? We may lie and hurt, deceive n depart. Argue and destroy, Ruin precious art; Burn precious songs to be left in your heart- We may scar and ignore, avoid and then face but no magic or time; Not a thing can erase
The Music we share as the 'Music'
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The generation of today is living an insecure life. Life full of comparison Possession of things without thinking of what may happen A generation trying to prove others that they are the best
A generation where young and energetic men are trying to prove themselves by destroying others. A generation where big and high class daddies destroy the young with material things A confused generation showing their happiness and wealth through photography A confused generation hard to love people from a broken family Everything is invalid!
We suffer insecurities we didn't create Many are becoming insecure Completely unstable Trying to compare themselves with our today's models and celebrities of our century Probably hiding behind makeup Cause probably without the makeup! They,themselves are a hot mess! They pay a ransom to look great! If beauty is in the eyes of the beholder! Then,why suffer so much trying to look spectacular? Why spend to your last coin attracting a whole lot of people? They say beauty comes from within Our generation need to stand courageously And fight against the enemy of self insecurity!
He's got something left to prove Like any of us do If he could just follow his heart And let it all out Right infront of us Only if we would let him
She's got something left to say Which none of us dare to persuade Burried deep inside of her Piercing like a thorn
All we are Afraid of the dark Yet we are Taught to be scared of the light Nothing's fair enough Unless it bends back to you Nothing's good enough Until we bow down to you Who we are What we got Does it really defines us? In what we believe Is that all that's left in us?
I've got nothing left to do Nothing left to show you All you keep kneeling To something no one can see!