They said there was a grave open on my way
I couldn't believe and I stayed
I knew I could fix anything around then
I went on straight, baby, all day
who's gonna face me? (all the noise rattled, make it better)
who'll try to shoot me down? (my seat is my seat, you're not allowed)
I'm gonna ride till I hold my breath
and my life will reply, faith
('Cause I need to, be bigger than
the shit underneath my boots!
I'll sink in my inner lagoon!)
They affirm I'll always be either mad or sad
I couldn't believe and I tempted
to reach all the superior brothers-sisters
I went on straight, baby, right there
who's gonna dare to do this? (the path is narrow, make it clear)
who'll try to shoot me down? (my mind is mine, don't fuck around)
I'm gonna ride till I hold my breath
and my life will reply, faith
('Cause I need to, be bigger than
the shit underneath my boots!
I'll sink in my inner lagoon!)
because I need to, be bigger than
the shit underneath my boots!
I'll sink in my inner lagoon!
Inner lagoon...
Inner lagoon...
Ada Kayama composes songs and this blog is a base in which she posts lyrics made by herself.
Showing posts with label ego. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ego. Show all posts
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Tuesday, November 19, 2013
CHRONIC SHYNESS
It's possible to feel what's in the air
that's real
it runs throughout your hair
black pants
bright like your glossy eyes
rush in the vein
wind of ecstasy owns my brain
I tried to tie my emotion up
but it always wants to explode around
and overpasses the sound
Biggle, please don't cry
look at the audience in the stereo
sometimes shame is a difficult affair
my problem, in fact, is to care
too much!
too much about the eyes and the fashion
too much thinking about silly passion
too much about bodies and furious hands
I...
I wanna die in front of you
to get my dick sucked, friend asshole
and don't look at the mirror again
Did I make it plain?
I'm so surreal
I can sweat out wearing just a blouse
feet, hands, soul, armpits and the ground
when I make love there with a fat, hairy guy
my ass is the worst one
it is sleazy but still stinks and then
I feel the water dropping and stains my jeans
my dream is to wake up dry and t'row out D' spray tan
Biggle, please don't cry
look at the audience in the stereo
sometimes shame is a difficult affair
my problem, in fact, is to care
too much!
too much about the eyes and the fashion
too much thinking about silly passion
too much about bodies and furious hands
I...
I wanna die in front of you
to get my dick sucked, friend asshole
and don't look at the mirror again
Did I make it plain?
I'll never wear a warm sweater
I'll never get to cut my hair (by my own!)
I'll never dress that dress that I wore
when I was alone at home
I'll never have sex while I pee
I promise I'll do the best things for me
and I swear I'll never be called freak
as long as I hold my breath...
that's real
it runs throughout your hair
black pants
bright like your glossy eyes
rush in the vein
wind of ecstasy owns my brain
I tried to tie my emotion up
but it always wants to explode around
and overpasses the sound
Biggle, please don't cry
look at the audience in the stereo
sometimes shame is a difficult affair
my problem, in fact, is to care
too much!
too much about the eyes and the fashion
too much thinking about silly passion
too much about bodies and furious hands
I...
I wanna die in front of you
to get my dick sucked, friend asshole
and don't look at the mirror again
Did I make it plain?
I'm so surreal
I can sweat out wearing just a blouse
feet, hands, soul, armpits and the ground
when I make love there with a fat, hairy guy
my ass is the worst one
it is sleazy but still stinks and then
I feel the water dropping and stains my jeans
my dream is to wake up dry and t'row out D' spray tan
Biggle, please don't cry
look at the audience in the stereo
sometimes shame is a difficult affair
my problem, in fact, is to care
too much!
too much about the eyes and the fashion
too much thinking about silly passion
too much about bodies and furious hands
I...
I wanna die in front of you
to get my dick sucked, friend asshole
and don't look at the mirror again
Did I make it plain?
I'll never wear a warm sweater
I'll never get to cut my hair (by my own!)
I'll never dress that dress that I wore
when I was alone at home
I'll never have sex while I pee
I promise I'll do the best things for me
and I swear I'll never be called freak
as long as I hold my breath...
Saturday, August 24, 2013
Chinese Vase
I always saw you as
a little black vase with pearls
around of it and that
will not change my life
just for a moment
but I know how funky I am
a great, slim self, check
how beautiful you are
with your white dress and
that vintage curly
hair, my brain now is just a mess
my Chinese vase, come on
make me feel the fire put on you
I know you can be brighter than
fireplace
where we met, oh
you have a black-hole in the eyes
so they are pulling me through
or trying to bite
what I got inside
ease it, be kind
keep yourself in there
inside of this glass box
museum style
I'd like stealing you
just for seconds to
love your shape and make
you know how deeply I'm in love
with a vase
I'm love with a vase!
still and out of faith!
a little black vase with pearls
around of it and that
will not change my life
just for a moment
but I know how funky I am
a great, slim self, check
how beautiful you are
with your white dress and
that vintage curly
hair, my brain now is just a mess
my Chinese vase, come on
make me feel the fire put on you
I know you can be brighter than
fireplace
where we met, oh
you have a black-hole in the eyes
so they are pulling me through
or trying to bite
what I got inside
ease it, be kind
keep yourself in there
inside of this glass box
museum style
I'd like stealing you
just for seconds to
love your shape and make
you know how deeply I'm in love
with a vase
I'm love with a vase!
still and out of faith!
Wednesday, July 10, 2013
It's you
it's you
the song playing inside of my heart
the raindrops knocking into the glass
of my window, refreshing my ego
It's you
the beat reflected through my eyes
the still silence caught in my throat
while I'm trying to scream though
It's you, It's you
changed for the better, neither left me letters
It's you, It's you
something that you borrow, a love made of sorrow
It's you, It's you...
It's you
the space torn between the light and dark
the ray of life growing fastly as porcupine
babies running away in the forest, no time
It's you
the bright sign that shines like lines in the stars
It's you
the cupid is stupid like a crowded warehouse
It's you
the last lost call in my phone when I'm not home
It's you, it's you
kiss me and jump in my arms and make love
It's you, It's you
changed for the better, neither left me letters
It's you, It's you
something that you borrow, a love made of sorrow
It's you, It's you...
It's you, It's you
a space sound alerts me:love always brings fears
It's you, It's you
like a whore you fall, want to bring me down
It's you, It's you...
It's you, It's you...
the song playing inside of my heart
the raindrops knocking into the glass
of my window, refreshing my ego
It's you
the beat reflected through my eyes
the still silence caught in my throat
while I'm trying to scream though
It's you, It's you
changed for the better, neither left me letters
It's you, It's you
something that you borrow, a love made of sorrow
It's you, It's you...
It's you
the space torn between the light and dark
the ray of life growing fastly as porcupine
babies running away in the forest, no time
It's you
the bright sign that shines like lines in the stars
It's you
the cupid is stupid like a crowded warehouse
It's you
the last lost call in my phone when I'm not home
It's you, it's you
kiss me and jump in my arms and make love
It's you, It's you
changed for the better, neither left me letters
It's you, It's you
something that you borrow, a love made of sorrow
It's you, It's you...
It's you, It's you
a space sound alerts me:love always brings fears
It's you, It's you
like a whore you fall, want to bring me down
It's you, It's you...
It's you, It's you...
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