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Old 04-05-2005, 11:52 PM   #330
videoaux
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Im new here, big damien fan. Hes my hero and hes done what i want to do, play music to the world.
Here are some lyrics ive been working on. i hopeyou like.


this one doesnt have a name

everytime i step inside i know your taking my,
my heart is yours,
you open up the doors to find a reason,
your perfect footsteps on the floor.

keep in mind your alibi your stepping,
stones scattered on the trodden floor,
never moved in a bustled life,
and you dont want me anymore.

i used to see the day painted in the words,
written in a thousand songs,
lying eyes and im never wise enough to see.

this morning i thought i had it figured out.
a feeling killed by ambiguity,
you close the window dust off the blinds,
but still open up the door.




open your eyes its a new day,
close your ears the crying voices have gone away,
and just you an me here and ive nothing left to say,
but that i want you, and youll never go away

a flying leaf upon the breeze.
thats what i seem to be,
a floating bottle in the sea,
a wooden fence can still hold me,
trapped inside for you to see,
and i wont break free.


chorus

because you hold me down.
and you hold me up
because you want me around
and you wont give up

keep on believing you have your own way,
block out the world and have nothing to say,
its just you and me here no matter come what may,
leave the past behind, why dont you let it lay.


a flying leaf upon the breeze.
thats what i seem to be,
a floating bottle in the sea,
a wooden fence can still hold me,
trapped inside for you to see,
and i wont break free.



because you hold me down.
and you hold me up
because you want me around
and you wont give up


cant you see im breaking?



because you hold me down.
and you hold me up
because you want me around
and you wont give up



please dont steal them if you like them. ill cry.
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