Irony.

The world's getting smaller.
I bit the tongue I had placed in my cheek years prior and let it all soak in.
I no longer live in a reality suitable for the grateful,
because I exist in a world of luxury,
and I don't know how to share such luxuries with others.
I feel so ungrateful.

I've made friends with irony,
and I wonder if perhaps, I'm hanging with the wrong crowd.

The One Left Behind

Will I hear it in his voice?

Or have we learnt,

To speak the same language?

Will I feel it when we join as one?

Maybe that connection,

Has been earthed.

Will I know when it is the right time?

Or have the face and hands,

Forgotten that there are more numbers.

I always thought I would meet him,

That he could wipe it all away.

Some infectious weakness in one another.

Be in touch,

Two wires without the earth.

One time with time in time.

I always thought he would see it in my eyes,

Because I heard them say.

"Eyes are the windows to our souls"

But even windows chip,

Crack,

and Shatter.

So you can't always see through.

Desperado label

Isn’t made by the person who is, but the person who isn’t.
I don’t want to wear it, even if it does fit.<3

Oh so attractive.

Please tell me you'll fight this fight.

We are a thousand voices strong
We are each girl who sings this song

We are a beauty that is our own

And we are, and we are

So beautiful

We are light

We were born beautiful

We were meant to be more then these shadows of girls

They cut us down to size

Afraid we'll change the world?

But we'll fight for your right to be beautiful girls

If every girl could see her beauty,

We would be an army

We are a thousand voices strong

We are each girl who sings this song

We are a beauty that is our own

And we are, and we are

So beautiful

We have dreams we were born to fufill

We were meant to be more than just fairy tale girls

We are the colors so bright

Each beautiful girl

We are the stars in the night

And we are changing the world

When every girl can see her beauty

we will be an army

We are a thousand voices strong
We are each girl who sings this song
We are a beauty that is our own
And we are, and we are
So beautiful.

<3

Perfect only in her imperfection.

She loves her momma's lemonade,

Hates the sounds that goodbyes make,

She prays one day she'll find someone to need her,

She swears that there's no difference

between the lies and compliments

It's all the same if everybody leaves her.
And every magazine tells her she's not good enough,

The pictures that she sees makes her cry.

She would change everything, everything, just ask her

Caught in the in between of beautiful disaster

She just needs someone to take her home

She's giving boys what they want

Tries to act so nonchalant

Afraid to see that she's lost her direction

She never stays the same for long

Assuming that she'll get it wrong

Perfect only in her imperfection

She's not a drama queen

She doesn't wanna feel this way

Only 17 and tired, yeah

She would change everything for happy ever after

Caught in the in between of beautiful disaster

She just needs someone to take her home

She's just the way she is

But no one's told her that's OK

She would change everything, everything, just ask her

Caught in the in between of beautiful disaster

She would change everything for happy ever after

Caught in the in between of beautiful disaster

She just needs someone to take her home

She just needs someone to take her home

<3

Fuck regrets and lets burn this city down.

Get me out of this place, before I cause more damage,
a small price to pay for building houses out of matchsticks;
and when things get too hot, you've got me to blame for,
every fire that breaks out in every lover's name.

Don't forget, we've got unfinished business,
stories yet to unfold,
tales that must be retold,
and I regret not knowing when to put an end to all this madness,
keeps me wanting,
keeps me wanting more...

Sell me out I'm yesterday's old news,
phrases left on paper,
black ink bleeding through
the pages where we made our history.
Call me foolish,
I feel hopeless...

Running from lions, never felt like such a mistake
Like a deer in the headlights I won't know what hit me.

Don't forget, we've got unfinished business,
stories yet to unfold,
tales that must be retold,
and I regret not knowing when to put an end to all this madness,
keeps me wanting,
keeps me wanting more...
<3