Kiss me on the cheek before you know whats sweet
Great its all coming back to me. Well the difference this time is i can laugh. I can laugh it away. I can care less. I can pretend to smile. I can, and i am willing to. On the bright side is if it gets out of hand, i can take mc. On the down side, they're really nit-picking on the mc taking. i will take what i need and no more than that. The more you take the more you owe anyway.
Oh well. Tonight i'll see. I'll find out if I've learnt well enough to hide how i feel. I WILL smile, even though i think the world is crumbling. Back to square one it is. Once again, though every time i find myself at this square, it gets easier to roll a pair and get out of it.
Snake eyes, seven eleven, don't let me down tonight. For my father was a gambling man down in new Orleans. I'd actually prefer a pop tarting kind of night tonight. I want to dance. I think i'll run off to some small corner and dance. Somewhere away from everyone else, and i can move my body, to the beat... to the tune... to the emptiness of me.
Oh well. Tonight i'll see. I'll find out if I've learnt well enough to hide how i feel. I WILL smile, even though i think the world is crumbling. Back to square one it is. Once again, though every time i find myself at this square, it gets easier to roll a pair and get out of it.
Snake eyes, seven eleven, don't let me down tonight. For my father was a gambling man down in new Orleans. I'd actually prefer a pop tarting kind of night tonight. I want to dance. I think i'll run off to some small corner and dance. Somewhere away from everyone else, and i can move my body, to the beat... to the tune... to the emptiness of me.
Here upon the altar of truth I sacrifice what's good for you.
Labels: Scooters in the fall
posted by Seython at 3:48 pm
2 Comments:
Someone correct me on the lyric if i got it wrong.
Oh and I really hate it when people decide what's good for me. (When they don't tell me.)
For me. I'm always open to discussion but if you dare to make decisions for me forgiveness might (actually its probably will) be an issue.
The words Dance Brinsley Dance! keep echoing in the silence of my mind. Oh how much i want to be embraced by the music.
This is great info to know.
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