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Shallow HeartA shallow heart is lost, finds a welcome home It is shelter but still the heart feels alone The heart is out in rain with no sun to dry it It is crying but the rain means it can hide it The shallow heart finds a friend, also lost in rain And with a smile, neither feels any more pain They may not have a shelter or any cover But even in the rain they will have each otherShallow Heart
I Guess We Don'tI wish he'd just waste his time on me. Act like maybe I'm more precious than the minutes. I want him to trust me enough to run in the dark with me,I Guess We Don't
Even though he hates running, Because I want to him know that if he tripped, I wouldn't let him fall. I want him to hug me like he's never gonna see me again, Although I'll do my best to be there waiting for him every morning. I want him to see and hear and read the words, And god damnit I want him to feel what I'm trying to say. I want him to look at me and not say a anything, Because silence is golden, especially mine. I want him
What is normal?Pages upon pages, Of words written in blood. Set them all on fire. So no one will know.What is normal?
Awake till the sun shows its forgotten face. This endless nightmare continues to haunt me. Why can I not sleep? Why am I forced to live like this!?
Calm down, they will notice. No more emotions, It's time to be what they want. Their eyes entrap me, I feel the need to scream!
I can no longer control it. My anger, my happiness. ME! You try to contain it. HA! You think I'm normal!?
You think I'm normal? You think
Distort My RealityPluck them, one by one. Keep the rhythm clean. Keep the sound distorted. Maybe a quick riff, here and there. But always return to the heart and soul of it all.Distort My Reality
Breath in, hold that note. Bend it, now vibrato. Wrong fret, now start over. Keep on writing till the writing's done. Make it perfect, but it never is.
Revisions here and there. Flutter up and down the neck. Hammer here, Pull off there. This sound is infinitely rare. I think I like it.
Breath DeeplyGod, lead her to light.Breath Deeply
Don't let these sinful thoughts take her life.
I'm begging you, Satan, leave her be.
She wants to live, I can see.
I chose my words carefully, Fearing they could lead to the end. I am terrified. I'm left here shaking. I'm down here breaking.
Grab my six string. Hoping that it calms me down. But these thoughts keep rising. Gripping my mind. Falsifying all my beliefs. Nothing left to bring me relief.
I beg and plead with God himself. "Please, Don't Take It Away" "Please, I'll Do Anything You Ask O
| Guitar is my life. Distortion is my soul. Acoustic is my heart |
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-My heart is just to dark to care
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-My heart is just to dark to care
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