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Jun 2012 · 668
Just Forget
Troy Urbalejo Jun 2012
We laugh a lot we cry so hard, baby why are we so far.  
Away.
You smoke your cigarettes and I learn to just forget.  
How much I really care.
You wear that dress with a ice cold beer got me on my hands and knees.
Just to watch you disappear.
We play the radio hold each others hand a love only we can understand.

And so hey yeah, baby lets just runaway.
We can laugh so more fight no more, baby its just you and me.
We got the universe we got time so lets just learn to breathe.
And so hey yeah, baby lets just jump.
Off the ledge take a road trip and just forget.


We smile the whole time but got a fire inside but baby.
You're my fuel.
I think your crazy you think I am stupid yet we can't find a reason.
To let each other go.
She got blue jeans thick brown boots lets just brush the leaves.
Aside and go crazy!

Burning stars, diamond blue dreams. A thick white wedding dress with a beautiful thing underneath. Its what you give who you are that makes me fall in love more everyday. We laugh so hard we cry some more but baby its just black and blue. Our love is strange but we make it work nobody will ever understand. We shed some tears bear our hearts and somehow we can never be apart. Its a million miles away like a highway thats pounding in our hearts. We got the beat and we got the base and baby that's the love between you and me.

**And so hey yeah, baby lets just runaway.
We can laugh so more fight no more, baby its just you and me.
We got the universe we got time so lets just learn to breathe.
And so hey yeah, baby lets just jump.
Off the ledge take a road trip and just forget.
Jun 2012 · 2.1k
Champagne
Troy Urbalejo Jun 2012
So there's this little thing, its sorta evil and secret.
Like a broken heart, the pieces...         falling in the champagne.
Its a ray of sunshine, only fitting in the palm of your hand.
Its crazy intimidating but oh so loving.
Its got roses and thorns, its got a soul to squeeze.
Only makes you wanna dance some more...         when the lights are flashing.
And every single note, makes your body look so exciting.
And every twist and turn with that fog and the floor.
Makes me only wanna watch you move and I can't help but love you even more.
Its like the way you dance, its got me in a trance. Just when I try and break these chains.
You make it my way, these lights are so blinding...    And with every beat and base circulating through your veins.
So there's this little thing, its sorta evil and secret.*
Like a broken heart, the pieces...         falling in the champagne.
May 2012 · 616
Bad Taste
Troy Urbalejo May 2012
You brought the roses, you brought the lights.
You couldn't help but shine in the moonlight.
A cute green dress, with those boots I love.
But somehow the wine was poison.
I thought the smile was only to ease your pain.
Then I saw your lips and they started moving.

You love me and you hate me.
Your tired of this invisible heartbreak.
Unfamiliar lies and a a bad taste.
It seems a thread in your broken heart came loose.
And I was in the way.
How was I supposed to know our love was never meant to be saved?

Your crooked heart was foreign speaking.
You walked up to me, grabbed my chest to speak but I stopped you.
I kinda new what was coming.
It wasn't hiding it wasn't that hard to see.

You love me and you hate me.
Your tired of this invisible heartbreak.
Unfamiliar lies and a a bad taste.
It seems a thread in your broken heart came loose.
And I was in the way.
How was I supposed to know our love was never meant to be saved?
May 2012 · 1.3k
I ain't Your Many Things.
Troy Urbalejo May 2012
I'm not a strong man, I'm not even that cute.
I'm not that famous hero, trying to rescue you.
I'm not that sweetheart punching, your Ex in the face.
I'm not that kind of guy that kisses, slow and with grace.
And I hope thats ok, am I what you're looking for?

I ain't your marrying kind , I ain't perfect.
I ain't your lover or your first kiss.
I ain't that kind of guy to bring you down.
And I ain't your super man.

I ain't your rebel I, ain't a bad ***.
I ain't your sugar daddy and, I ain't got class.
I'm not your prince charming with, a lot of money.
I an't Mr. jealous and I ain't that kinda funny.
And I hope thats ok, am I what you're looking for?

I ain't your marrying kind , I ain't perfect.
I ain't your lover or your first kiss.
I ain't that kind of guy to bring you down.
And I ain't your super man.
Now isn't that too bad.
Apr 2012 · 671
Oil in the Water
Troy Urbalejo Apr 2012
So we talk and we walk but how could you do this to me.
And we learn and we burn but you make it look so easy.
So just leave me alone let me go.
A angel once tried to save me, begged me to believe in the lord.
It was like World War Three, trying to convince me to walk that road.
So just leave me alone let me go.

Oil in the water watch the fires start to burn.
Blood is thicker then water a hard lesson to learn.
So just let me go, let me go.
I beg you just leave me alone.


So leave and we breathe cause its finally over.
I don't want no mono tone or harsh words.
So leave me alone let me go.
So we talk and we walk but how could you do this to me.
And we learn and we burn but you make it look so easy.
So just leave me alone let me go.

*Oil in the water watch the fires start to burn.
Blood is thicker then water a hard lesson to learn.
So just let me go, let me go.
I beg you just leave me alone.
And the war drums are booming, the cannons are shooting.
See the foot soldiers marching see their war banners waving.
So just let me go, let me go.
I beg you just leave me alone.
Apr 2012 · 471
Not for a Second did I
Troy Urbalejo Apr 2012
Breathe in and I breathe out!
                           I heard your voice throught these halls.
You
Once
Told
Me
         I should *beleive you
, down on my knees I prey.
That the day!
                    Will heal you, I just asked if you could
                                                         ­     See me, if you could hear me?
                                                             ­                                Breathe
                                                  And if you would just let me, I would of never let you.
Fall down, I watched you.                    Breakdown

And
        everybody
could
see
           It in my eyes,    
                                  and just how it destroyed my life.
I know your down on your knees, in this cold wet room.
                                                 And these walls are breathing, in my mind your screaming.
                  So Calmly
                           I just wish you would let me fall with you,
               I would break with you
No more cobwebbed rooms, No more windows painted black.          No more locked doors, no more empty                                                     Whiskey bottles in the bottom drawer.
No more crying alone, no more scars
                                                                    to heal on their own.
Not for a second did I not prey for you.
                                                                   Not for a hour did I
                       ever leave your side.
                                                                                                                        I just preyed for you.     We all just preyed for you.
                                          We wish you would of never brokedown.
                                  And so we just prey for you.
                                                                                Even though you're gone now.
Mar 2012 · 729
My Lady
Troy Urbalejo Mar 2012
Oh my baby went and left me yesterday.
She left the spare key, her picture, she left the memories.
And oh my baby said she wasn't happy lately.
So I bought her a new dress, a ring and a bouquet.
And oh my baby went and left me ysterday.
She said I hope I have a great life, she said she was sorry.
And I couldn't hear her over the pounding of the walls.
She's a gunner and a angel, shes a rebel without a cause.
And oh my baby went and left me yesterday.
But I'm a strong man and this love i'll wipe away.

And oh my baby turned and looked at me that way.
The way your lady does when your lady is angry.
She raised a fist and she slammed the door.
She left me outside wondering what I did to her.
And oh my baby went and left me yesterday.
She said a curse, she gave me a spell.
She hexed me a enernity to her hell.
Oh my baby went and left me yesterday.
She had her gun again, lady left me wounded.
And oh my baby she once took both of my hands.
Said those four words I couldn't understand.
Then she left me with a ******* in a cute summer dress.

Oh my baby, my lady, she left me yesterday.
But I gotta say when my lady left me, my baby left me in very **** way.
Mar 2012 · 1.3k
Gypsy Soul
Troy Urbalejo Mar 2012
The rain crashes down on the concrete and my feet.
These clouds are grey and these streets are empty.
Only the sound of my steps and my heavy breathing.
Theres pigeons under this bridge and dirt on my lips.
The rain in my toes through the holes on my soles.
I should feel like I am drowning.
But I'v got nothing but love and truth to be told.
Only change in my pockets and empty roads.
Nothing but cans and a pair of boots.
And I am getting so lonely.

Iv got a gypsy soul and a story to tell.
But nobody wants to listen.
I don't need change, I don't need your clothes.
I just want my story to be told.
I got a Gypsy soul and a story to tell.
Full of strength and wisdom.
I don't need your food, I don't want your sympothy.
Just sit down and listen to me.


The rain on my shoulders and the Thunder hanging over.
A picture in my pocket of my once special lover.
All crumbeled and torn like the paths I have chosen.
But I would follow them again.
The fading fog in the moon and the bright street lights.
My hands in thee air to cover my swollen eyes.
If I had a choice to turn back the hands of time.
I wouldn't change the decisions I made in this life.
Now will you listen to me.

*Iv got a gypsy soul and a story to tell.
But nobody wants to listen.
I don't need change, I don't need your clothes.
I just want my story to be told.
I got a Gypsy soul and a story to tell.
Full of strength and wisdom.
I don't need your food, I don't want your sympothy.
Just sit down and listen to me.
Mar 2012 · 1.6k
This Soul
Troy Urbalejo Mar 2012
So right here, some how. Right there, I fell down.
And right here, I smile now. Cause right there a soul I found.
This soul was beuatiful, this soul was fragile.
This soul was so hard to understand.

Right here, one day. Right there, I fell to the ground.
But this soul picked me up, this soul found my hand.
And right here, I'm dreaming. Cause right there, this soul is breathing.
And right here, and somehow. This soul I understand.
Mar 2012 · 1.5k
Shooting Star
Troy Urbalejo Mar 2012
Well I am just going to sit back.
I am going to watch these planets collide.
Watch them shatter to glass.
Or come crashing down.
I will follow these star so far.
You'll never hear from me again.
Maybe in a century or so.
But not intell then.

I am staring through this glass.
And suddenly it all feels so real.
And am I just a figment in my head?
Or is this univers really so little.
And well on this shooting star, looking back at the scene.
The earth and the clouds and you staring back at me.

And I watch these planets crash.
Watch them crumble and fall.
I'll watch these stars burn and fade.
And let those suns explode.
And i'll be gone forever cause forever feels like home.
But everytime you watch for that shooting star.
Just remember you're not alone.
Mar 2012 · 579
Just a Friend
Troy Urbalejo Mar 2012
This someone is sleeping, she is always sleeping so lonely.
She dreams about the faces of those who made her laugh so loudly.
She smells the summer but hopes for winter when.
She dreams about the man who helps her understand.
All the right things, her world so loving.
Like yellow daisey flying in her soft souls breeze.

She trys to break but can only bend.
She hates her heart and how its so big and open.
She feels like a roller coaster going at high speeds.
Just wants to feel butterflies and lavender cream.
And shes someone you can't label, she isn't just a friend.

Shes scared for love cause of all the fools who left her behind.
Much to scared of hope being hurt to many times.
And she's not able to forget, the past but won't stop giving love.
Intell she has found a reason to never give it up.

— The End —