I don’t really have a type…people tell me that I am not yours…It doesn’t really matter what you think…because it’s only your opinion…trying to start
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Right here
Oh how I miss the days…of having time to kill…trying to get through the day…questioning my life purpose…when I am alone at night…trying to process
If I let you
If I offered you a glimpse…what’s going on inside this head of mine…would you laugh or curse me out…that’s one risk I sometimes take…it ain’t
My heart has
I’m tired of people messin’ with my heart/I don’t need them/when push comes to shove/when the rubber meets the road/when the chips are down/just about
Sneaking out
Better keep quiet/people are trying to sleep/the streetlights and the crickets/are the only ones awake/try to be back/before the world awakes/let’s take a trip/where the
Try to tell me
People can be mean/but you and I already know that/other people try to help/quick to offer their opinion/sometimes they forget that people have feelings they
Get lost in
Every time I look into your eyes…I see a heart of gold…Every time I see something different…something that draws me in…Your hands trembling but it’s
There you are
Sometimes I get frustrated…some would say that’s normal…others wouldn’t think twice about casting judgement…life wasn’t meant to be a prison…when the walls close in…I thought