Dirtyseal

Sacred Meadow
life's hectic at times I sit alone in this booth, trying to reason the rhymes it's a shame we work jobs, caching up all the pay 'cause at the end of the day, they only take it away it's like memories- although we take pictures to last the ones we love are only humans and they're built to pass if I could find the time, I'd try to make you mine and we could leave this desolation called creation behind it's a laugh, right? well, it's just my style 'cause even when we disagree, you conquer me with your a smile and when I'm jaded with fatigue, you make it worth my while no innuendo, who's a friend though, when you're ready to dial? I like to drop my two cents in- give you tips Songtextelife lessons and quips to help you regain your grip because nothing in this world should make you sad for a minute especially when I can see someone so beautiful in it and I was sorry to hear that you had to call it quits after almost a year I saw a lot of happiness rescind and disappear from the nights that you'd escape to find yourself back here it's unclear why you struggle, yeah, I've heard the chorus when attachment snaps, you react like Chuck Norris I know it frustrates you, you're trying to give it your all but after cleaning up his mess, he's not around when you fall stand tall, girl, you know you've got it inside get back up where you belong, dust off and swallow the pride life works in cycles like the changing of tides and there's an open door for every one that you've been denied the remnants of your past regret- why would you dwell on? I think you'd better fast forget- until you're well on the way to brighter days- it's another direction and you know I've got your back, in case you need the protection the thought's crossed my mind it's not like me to be naïve when I can read between lines however, this one's made me wonder every time you're around whether we're riding to the party or I'm crashed on the ground whether we're sharing or philosophies or acting like clowns whether I'm mocking our democracy or slurring my sounds is how you take so many characters, interpret them all and shake them up inside sifter, and observe as they fall by default, you spark the dialogue that hits me direct and when I ask you have you knew you're like ?what'd you expect?? it's amazing- I like to think I'm pretty secluded but after having words with you, it's like I'm rendered refuted so yes, the thought's crossed my mind and it's perished as I opted not to compromise what I truly cherish we've built a bond so strong that I would die to defend it ?I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship? Aus Songtexte Mania