sixtysecondminute
ubw rookie
Joined: May 27, 2005
Location: Solihull, UK
Posts: 186
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| Posted: Thu Jun 15, 2006 4:54 pm |
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I'm not a reader, and I'm sure not a writer,
I'm not a lover, and you know I'm not a fighter,
The darkest days will always get a little brighter,
With the thought of what is growing deep inside her,
If you're waiting for the sun to come and shed a little light on,
(shed a little light on)
Things we cant see, hear or feel but know they're still there,
(they're still there)
This overture is overdone, The race we ran is finished. You won.
How does it feel to have. Complete control over me?
Tell me.
I'm not a loser, but I never seem to win things,
I know I'm smart, but all I'm good at's being stupid,
I say I hate this, but you already knew that,
Words are for giving, and the giving's always taken back,
If you're waiting for the sun to come and shed a little light on,
(shed a little light on)
Things we cant see, hear or feel but know they're still there,
(they're still there)
This overture is overdone, The race we ran is finished. You won.
How does it feel to have. Complete control over me?
Tell me.
I'm trying to leave here but I can't find a way out,
That doesn't lead me back here to another black out,
There's no back door. No loose board in the floor,
I'm stuck here. Wont you help me my dear?
If you're waiting for the sun to come and shed a little light on,
(shed a little light on)
Things we cant see, hear or feel but know they're still there,
(they're still there)
This overture is overdone, The race we ran is finished. You won.
How does it feel to have. Complete control over me?
How does it feel to still have your dignity?
How does it feel to still have your dignity?
How does it feel to still have your dignity?
How does it feel to still have your dignity?
Tell me. |
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made me smile. good work over all. Is this a song or a poem? seems like a song o me but i could be wrong
