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Montag, 17. Dezember 2007

Beautiful Disaster

She loves her mama's lemonade,
Hates the sounds that goodbyes make.
She prays one day she'll find someone to need her.
She swears that there's no difference,
Between the lies and complements.
It's all the same if everybody leaves her.

And every magazine tells her she's not good enough,
The pictures that she sees make her cry.

And she would change everything, everything just ask her.
Caught in the in between of beautiful disaster,
And she needs someone to take her home.

She's giving boys what they want, tries to act so nonchalant,
Afraid they'll see that she's lost her direction.S
he never stays the same for long,Assuming that she'll get it wrong.
Perfect only in her imperfection.

She's not a drama queen,
She doesn't want to feel this way, only seventeen but tired

She would change everything for happy ever after.
Caught in the in between of beautiful disaster,
But she just needs someone to take her home.

Cuz she's just the way she is, but no ones told her that's ok.

And she would change everything, everything just ask her.
Caught in the in between of beautiful disaster,
And she would change everything for happy ever after.
Caught in the in between of beautiful disaster,
But she just needs someone to take her home
And just needs someone to take her home.

by Jon McLaughlin



Nobody

Sometimes it seems that I have no place.
And I don't know what to do, with myself.
Night after another, I can taste the filth inside.
And I need to cleanse my soul.

Nobody knows, nobody cares that I die, on the inside.
Nobody sees the lie that is me, as I smile on the outside.
Nobody knows, nobody cares that I walk, on the wrong side.
Tell me who..nobody.
Tell me who..nobody.T
ell me who..nobody.
But you.

All the friends that I've had, where are they now?
Guess I'm far too intense to be loved.
All the things that I hate, I hate about myself.
And I need to cleanse my soul.

But you.
I have nobody,But you.
Nobody, nobody,
But you.

Nobody knows, nobody cares that I die, on the inside.
Nobody sees the lie that is me, as I smile on the outside.
Nobody knows, nobody cares that I walk, on the wrong side.
Nobody knows and nobody cares but you.
Nobody knows and nobody cares but you.
byAmy Studt