1. you ever feel like crying, just to let it out, cause being a guy your not supposed to show emotions and stand tall..? yet, you would like to just one night, let it all out..and yet, each tear you attempt to shed feels like a needle right in the eye, and the pain brings in the anger, then you realize hwy you dont cry.... because if you cry your defeated...your done, youve thrown in the towel....so once again you strap up your boots, lift your head up, and take it all in...each emotional bullet, coming from a machine gunnist who has no intention on letting up on the gunplay....only thing to do is to shoot back...and yet, each shot you make, is like a shot into the cranium...driving you crazy, driving you mad...and restarting the whole entire scenario...
(""1REVISED--Do you ever feel like crying, just to let it out? But being a guy your not supposed to show emotions, your supposed to stand tall. Yet, you would like to just one night, let it all out, but, each tear you attempt to shed feels like a needle piercing the eye.The pain brings in anger, then you realize why you dont cry, because if you cry then your defeated,your done, youve thrown in the towel.So once again you strap up your boots, lift your head up, and take it all in,each emotional bullet, coming from a machine gunnist who has no intention on letting up on the gunplay,only thing to do is to shoot back.Yet, each shot you take, is like a shot into the cranium, its driving you crazy, driving you mad, and restarts the whole entire scenario youve worked so hard to try to get past."")
2.two steps up into my mind, like getting lost for years on the arctic wastelands. cold like the depths of the soul of a broken man. barfight, fight for your life, this is lifes fight, you fight to live, you give your life if the fight you lose. gunfight, you fought, bullets fly, you hide, harsh pains, attack from the brain, your going insane. dark hall, screw em all, allyways, pretty face, beautiful eyes, her looks are lies, in this fight you can only hope nobody dies. her beautiful smile, knife to the back. wicked grin her spear to the chin, no way her touch is harsh, no wait, nails are daggers to the heart. these two shall depart, one chance was a failed attempt. the second chance is the next lead on to the next big let down. sit down kid, your done, you lost, youve fought to hard, give it up. her smile once again, its a trap, the trap springs, foothold, you where already told not to trust the pretty lies, she lets you die. the sharp knives, like angry beehives, razor to the vein, yet is all this ive said just in vain?
3.He tries his hardest to pull himself onto the edge. his mind says let go, his fingers fight to hold him up. five fingers grasp the edge. he knows about the drama hes been put through, he feels screwed. four fingers grasp the edge. he remembers the feelings he once felt, he sees the trash his feelings now call home. three fingers grasp the edge. he remembers those who judged him, trampled his name. two fingers remain grasping the edge. he cant forget those whose windows have gone black, eyes contain dead souls. one finger left grasping the edge. he realizes now, the world would hate to see him survive. he uses that last finger to pull his tired body back onto the edge. today is not the day to give up.
4.When he walks by he sees you divert your eyes, you look in another direction. he knows its rude yet he stares at you, he cant help it. you feel nervous, your afraid of him, if only you knew he would do anything for you. you know theres no reason to fear him, yet you hate him. your friends hate him, unknown hate, they dont even know why they hate him. if only you gave the chance to get to know him. but for now your too late. hes moved on, he no longer stares. you notice now hes not intrested in you. youve lost your chance to learn who he is, youve lost your chance to save him.
5.Tonight is the night we shall fight over the words of a Saint, spoken in the tounge of the devil. Someone we trust, who happens to be the one we hate. Seen through the eyes of a child the world is perfect, as we age our vision clouds, we lose our focus. The saint shall speak the word of truth, yet we ignore it as the ramblings of a demon. Cast aside, weve now been banishe as the last grain of sand falls, ending our time. The saint appears to you once more, gives you a second chance. Do you choose to listen to the words, or ignore them and be lost within your own ignorance?
6.Girl of my dreams, she tugs at the heart strings. Shes my own pink rose, wait and listen as the harp sings. My eyes gro, i wanna take her all in, glance at her eyes as we watch the sunrise. She goes, i watch as her hair flows. The birds tend to tweet to the rythm of her sweet bodies beat. Each step as she takes while she leaves, my heart greaves, my soul flees. I chase after her, shes gone, oh where could she have gone?
7.You trust in Love, Loves mistrust
time flies and our hearts die.
Face stained by tears, covered in rust
she wount love you no matter how you try.
Even still, everyday you want her, your lust
even you cant understand the reason why.
Why even try, every attempt is a bust.
You live and Love
You hate and die
Pray this pain take you above
Pray this pain isnt your fate
You trust in Love, Loves mistrust
time flies as my heart and SOUL dies.
8.The streets cold, grounds old
accident prone and he has no home.
This is through the eyes of a broken man.
The love is lost, paid the cost
lies reside as he dies inside.
This is through the eyes of a broken man.
The dice hes rolled, the luck of the draw
lost his family, hes got no place to be.
This is through the eyes of a broken man.
The life hes lost, the devil hes crossed
he tries and tries, and yet inside he dies.
This is through the eyes of a broken man.
If only he had the chance to make it right
the chance he lost that one cold night.
This is through the eyes of a broken man.
