The Flat Of My BackThis song was written from the flat of my back.It was the only place I could beLife hit me so hard, left my soul a broken shard.So I wrote this song from the flat… of my back.This song was written from the flat of my back.Dark was all I wanted to see. Heard you were dead, the sorrow went to my head. So I wrote this song from the flat… of my back.This song was written from the flat of my back. Wars and armies took you from me. My love I give, without you I don't want to live. So I wrote this song from the flat… of my back.This song was written from the flat of my back. It's where I wanted to be. I'll make no more wa
What's mineMy body is yours Do with it as you will,But my soul is my own,The one part of me you cannot touch,The one part of me that's mine.You may try to break it,Scream obscenities in my face. You may beat me until I cry aloudBut you will not leave a trace. My soul is flying in the skyIt's far away from you.You can beat me, starve me, hate me, You can shame me before all,But my soul is flying in the skyAnd it will never fall.Cut me, rape me, kill me even, Do the worst that you can do. My soul is soaring through the sky, So far away from you.My body is yoursDo with it as you will, But my soul is mine. And you
Internal WarThere is a war With casualties unnumbered.Each side's the worst offAnd each side's the best.Armies laughing and shootingThey're slashing and burningThe pain, it is something that wont go away.One side has cannons, The other has bombs.They fire and fireWith desperate desireTheir trenches go higher.They're dying, and filing the earth with their bones.Each blast cuts me deeperI'm down on my knees. Haven't you heard?It's all inside of me.Can't you see that you're killing what's inside of me?
Love and ReligionAlways before were 'religious guys'Went to church and prayed every nightThey threw me aroundI was treated like dirtThat's 'the way life was'I accepted the hurtBut now there's youAnd you treat me rightYou tell me i'm prettySwear your love every nightHow can our love be a sinAnd those before be right? I dont understand my church anymoreAll I understand is tonight
His EyesWhen I look in his eyes-Eyes of shattered glass blue-I know somehow that his words are true. I see in his eyesWhat I've not seen before. I see the old thingsBut also much more.In the dark eyes before hisI saw only greed(Desire and lust are more what I mean).Now in his eyes I see that too,But only after looking throughThe love, respect, and tendernessThat accompanies each caressWhen his fingers dance across my face.The love that's ours is not a raceTo add a conquest to his list,No, but to savor every kiss. So I think that this could lastUnlike the others in my past.
FearsIt's been a long timeSo I guess I was unpreparedWhen you took my heart by stormRan your fingers through my hairTold me that you loved meAnd never would let me goAnd I wonder if I can trust you Though my heart tells me soAs I sit here waiting for youI wonder if it is trueOr if I'm only dreamingAnd in the morning it'll be throughPlease tell me I'm not sleepingAnd that you're really hereTell me again you love meAnd there is nothing to fearCause my little pessimistic heartTells me this cant beAnd that you're only a part of a dreamThat in the morning you wont beLying here beside meHolding me againTell me
(;_; No one is commenting on my latest story!!! I'm going to pester EVERYONE til i get a comment! (bursts into tears) I need to know how i'm doing here!)
do you have any idea what the last one is actually trying to say? because I dont.