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Look out to the sky see our dream come alive
Feeling I can just fly away from my problem today
making this all seem like a reality
comfort is the killer and dissapointment around the corner with fatality.
Marriage is the sin that frames from within
Once happy and cheerfull in this tip top place
Only to come thrashing to your body and anger in haste
So you make it to the top to where you can't stop
Where the bodies are in yours their dreams and livlihood is pure
So you make it to the top to where you can't stop
Where forward is the only running pace
So you make it to the top to where you can't stop
Until you hit the brick wall first slamming to your face and your looking for more
Now you hit to the middle sacrifices must be made
No more satelite or web and your food is out of date
Debt crashing you down, from your skull to your waste
gravitys feeling stronger and you cant stand up or walk in straights
though you had a family, a dog and a place but that's lookin nomore
Your families breakin away because your a** is too poor
Now your sittin wasting life with drinkin the beers
Thrown into the ******** dumpster and now livin for years.
So you make it to the top to where you can't stop
Where the bodies are in yours their dreams and livlihood is pure
So you make it to the top to where you can't stop
Where forward is the only running pace
So you make it to the top to where you can't stop
Until you hit the brick wall first slamming to your face and your looking for more
Where's the man who was 'The Man'
Where has he gone it's the past
Sulking in his or rot and finally beat down at last
relinquishing thoughts of suicide
untouched by a friendly hand
breaking down and has cried
his fingers on the trigger only has one bullet thats live.
memories flashing across his mind in a twisting vertigo
bullet flies through the mouth and out the throat
he wished it quick he wished it fast
now laying in his own blood still awake and well alive
thirty minutes finally cold at last
How slow and painful this life was now the end is near the reapers grasp.
So you make it to the top to where you can't stop
Where the bodies are in yours their dreams and livlihood is pure
So you make it to the top to where you can't stop
Where forward is the only running pace
So you make it to the top to where you can't stop
Until you hit the brick wall first slamming to your face and your looking for more
This was a story of a man, who had the dream
succede it fully and meet the unhappy end to now be deemed
to an eternity in heaven or hell
now only time will tell.
- by WhiteMageBef |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 06/25/2009 |
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- Title: Story Time (The A-Dream)
- Artist: WhiteMageBef
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I know of grammar issues. Besides that I hope you enjoy this. :) Rate and comment freely.
So to say though about the lyrics. This is a story of a man who at first lived the american dream and throughout loses it all. - Date: 06/25/2009
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Comments (2 Comments)
- WhiteMageBef - 07/12/2011
- So long ago. lol I still like this most. smile
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- iAyame_Yang - 06/25/2009
- Very Good job!! wink 5/5 I dont even care about the grammer! I love it!!
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