| Saturday, November 15, 2008 |
| A story of songs... |
What would you do if it all ended tomorrow? Save room in this perfect world of ibiza mi amor, where the weatherman freaks out for an original fire for the moody Monday is but another brick in the wall. Maxine is a sad story, she never has her head in the zone, being a heartbreaker she moves from side to side. The tiny voices of the love cats who are afraid of the big bad wolf, runaway so they can relax and take it easy. They have a heart of glass, clearing the hospital beds they make the hold up crazy. Too emotional but no woman no cry as they are not the kryptonite for they do not commit the 9 crimes.
Running in the dark, though I'll never leave you because that's how love should be. In a moment like this,in the meantime the hand of god heals the scar made by the rock of ages no matter what. They ask to let me see that ass drop while on a holiday in the sun under cocktail umbrellas. Broken hearts find new hope as they shine on bronzing their summer skin. Each day gets better with no promises, as you are my rock my king kong. I want it from you despite the tears there will be sweet dreams. Accidental babies cause me to walk on the razors edge with no sun shine. Whenever I'm with you, they will always ask do you have a story to tell? They will never create a drift between us, living in the land down under they will always be going whoa! As I will tell them I will never be without you. They will justify that part of your world with mine. Though I may be the tyrant I will never flaunt it. If you leave now I will find a summer love to re-set the mood. They will give it to me bad, claiming me as the superfreak with the beautiful girl. Smoked out of the clubs you still say lets dance when there's no music playing. We waltz along as you have me right where you want me. Though we will rock this party getting the temperature high, you don't know why they still play baby, its a wild world. That's what I foresee when I grow up.
Dont try to understand this.. Make the best sense of it you can, cause I cant tell you what it means, I just means that iTunes is telling me to write it and you can tell me what you think it means. Happy interpreting!
Jensen |
posted by Jensen @ 11/15/2008 01:21:00 AM  |
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Name: Jensen
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About Me: Not much of a writer not much of a thinker, I write on inspiration alone, think on auto so dont ask me how but ask me why.
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