She Treads SoftlyShe's dark Round sad eyes look into you You can't help but laugh at how childish her eyes are Yet so sadShe Treads Softly
A child from a concentration camp, Are those eyes.
Black hair tangled or Beautifully taken care of.
It doesn't really matter.
Rushing around and making sure she's never following The Group.
She treads softly on ground not yet discovered Ground that will never be discovered.
She feels the masses led by the media will be drawn to this New World And she will make it happen.
She needs to make it happen. &nb
SleepwalkAnd so i drift Through these days of wonder No one touches me And I touch no oneSleepwalk
Head down as if asleep Sleep walk Through this great adventure.
His ViewIt was a rush; That's all it was. You know how when you go Into an ice cream shop? You just want a little taste of Something But not the whole thing. You're not that hungry So you ask for a sample. You take it and leave. NO it's not cheap! It's so you don't waste.His View
That's all this was. I just wanted a taste; I didn't want to use all of her up. Just a little so the next guy can show her What real love is. I didn't ask her out Then play her.
So I couldn't be a monster, could I? I mean that's not a jerky thing. &nb
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Just once in my life, I think It'd be nice...just to lose control just once...
Lose Control - Evanescence
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