Category: Songs

You’re like Dirt to me now

A flower without it’s petals
A mine without it’s metals
A dog without it’s bark
A playground without the park

I don’t care if it is stupid
I know what I want
You are suffering too
We’re like dirt without a pot

It’s like a fire without the flames
Pieces without the games
A garden without it’s flowers
Superman without his powers

I don’t care if it is stupid
I know what I want
You are suffering too
We’re like dirt without a pot

We might get hurt
But at least we’d have tried
Don’t want to wonder “what if”
For the rest of my life…

I don’t care if it is stupid
I know what I want
You are suffering too
We’re like dirt without a pot

When there’s nothing left

Her eyes are black
Just like the skin above her cheek
Her skin is red
From the thirteenth scab this week
Her hands are shaking
As she cowers in her room
Her ears are ringing
But his rant is ending soon

Why do you look away?
Why does she have to pay?
She has done nothing wrong
Her head hurts from being strong
But she’s got nowhere left to go

His arm is broken
Because papa lost his job
His face is bruised
But he can not even sob
His will is taken
So he hides himself away
His head is spinning
He’s got no choice but to stay

Why do you look away?
Why does he have to pay?
He has done nothing wrong
His heart hurts from being strong
But he’s got nowhere left to go

She’s waited so long
To turn eighteen
He joined the army
So they can’t hear him scream
Why me?

Why do you look away?
Why do they have to pay?
They have done nothing wrong
Their hearts strain from being strong
But still they’re crying all alone

I may not look like a runway girl

I may not wear the latest fashions

My nose may be a bit big

But that doesn't mean I have don't have a passion

 

I may not look like your

model girl

I may not look like I can

carry the weight of the world

But I hold my head high!

And I try not to cry

I might not be the prettiest!

But I'm not who you should detest

I'm not your model girl

But I'm more, so much more

 

What's inside my head is

what really matters

What's on the outside

well, it can shatter

 

I may not look like your

model girl

I may not look like I can

carry the weight of the world

But I hold my head high!

And I try not to cry

I might not be the prettiest!

But I'm not who you should detest

I'm not your model girl

But I'm more, so much more

 

Don't compare me

To the girls you see on TV

I will never look like that

But I've got more to offer

than a pretty face,

a pretty face

 

I may not look like your

model girl

I may not look like I can

carry the weight of the world

But I hold my head high!

And I try not to cry

I might not be the prettiest!

But I'm not who you should detest

I'm not your model girl

But I'm more, so much more

 

I may not look like your

model girl

I may not look like I can

carry the weight of the world

But I hold my head high!

And I try not to cry

I might not be the prettiest!

But I'm not who you should detest

I'm not your model girl

But I'm more, so much more

 

 

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When I look out into my world

I see an army

immature duplicates

Their thoughts are unfurled

Only nothing is heard

They are all clones of our un-reality

We are all caught in this web of misery

I don’t wanna be

A clone of so-ci-e-ty

I wish we all were

In touch with re-al-i-ty

Why can’t we find

The beauty that was once inside?

It’s lost to us

Now

It’s gone

Looking to the east

The scuf-ling of feet

Shuffling, the sound of the

zombies of now

I wish I could get out

Of this stampede!

But really all I can do is

Watch all them feed

On the common look and thoughts that we’ve made

I don’t wanna be

A clone of so-ci-e-ty

I wish we all were

In touch with re-al-i-ty

Why can’t we find

The beauty that was once inside?

It’s lost to us

Now

It’s gone

No no no!

I will rebel

I can fortell

The outcome of this

The bells are ringing

Girls are singing

The same tune again!

We’ve all made it clear

That we’re locked in this fear

But no one can tell that

They’re trapped

Trapped

The clones start to shut down

The sameness, they’re overwhelmed

They can not find all that something

That was once inside

They’ve allowed themselves to

Drown in all that

com-mon crap

They all, at the store, bought the same map

But I will fight!

I don’t wanna be

A clone of so-ci-e-ty

I wish we all were

In touch with re-al-i-ty

Why can’t we find

The beauty that was once inside?

It’s lost to us

Now

It’s gone

Disappeared!

Vanished, whisked away

Into the skies of yesterday