Sewage Hole
Desire
Summon The Ninja
HITS
Gym Class Heroes - Cookie Jar
Natasha Bedingfield - Angel
ninja turtles. cheese. music. imaginations. pool. ducati. kinder bueno. boxers. shoes.
burnin like a cigarette,
the moon cries aloud in red
illuminatin shadows playin in my head
with a subtle smile, she sleeps on the bed
constantly havin her ghost close
sealing all memories with a rose
still longing for that accustomed dose
say a prayer tonight, let it be exposed
mysterious, cautious, mischievous
she's everythin into one - a masterpiece of love
her imperfections were so perfect, her feelings were in codes
hey its alright to be afraid, we're both actually like peas in a pod
it all happened so fast, we dint had time to blink
the sweet moments still made me blush in pink
attached, detached agn & agn - u twist me into a kink
flush it down and drown me in ur beautiful sink
indescribable, unscramble this heart of scars
so full, oh do flatten it with one of those flashy cars
its weird cause when ur near, u seem so far
i wish i could be in the sky amongst the twinkling stars
i am not expectin anythin but dear god wat am i doin?
is this my emotions or my intuition speakin?
its definitely not abt losin, its just abt lovin.
but how far and how long can u go on dreamin?
because the truth is, nothin lasts forever - Nothin.
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