A song I wrote in my spare time.
Verse 1
I always dreamed that I could be
A sensual sensation for the ladies on TV
With attitude and forum sweet
Dressed to kill and features chic
They’d keep their eyes on me
And as I aged I came to find
That cars and gasoline wouldn’t ever change her mind
Clever words won’t steal the scene
Unless they know you’re packing meat
Only then will they believe
Chorus 1
Something teachers never taught me
Most these girls aren’t worth your time
I try and do what they tell me to
But somehow I feel out of line
I rarely feel the highs and lows
Even when we are alone
A bitter feeling is repeating
Here we go again
Verse 2
My furniture seems obsolete
The rain it wears away the windows where the moonlight shone or free
I’d sing for her she’d sing for me
A vintage sound, we’re smiling
Citrine eyes are all I see
The summer echoes in the south
It’s moving to the north the winter tasteless in her mouth
Her fires out sad as it seems
I’ll rekindle it in my dreams
Paper matches on my teeth
Chorus 2
Something simple in my heartbeat
Pumping rhythms out of time
I’m trying hard to play my cards
Correctly so I’ll stay in line
I’m pushing down the strong propulsion
Hold my tongue don’t cause convoltion
I keep my cool, though I’m a fool
Here we go again
Verse 3/ Bridge
Emotional attachment is the quickest way to ruin things
Either you’ll be heartbroken or end up with some diamond ring
And staying clear of sentiment
Leaves you dead so uncontent
Then once you’re home you’ll get online
Your Facebook, Myspace, Twitter page and
Send the world your adolescent
Rage, Anger, Pist Off, Whatever
Chorus 3
Something rapid in my bloodstream
If you’ve got rhythm dance in time
Sing out loud for the swingin’ crowd
Try to forget what’s on my mind
Complexity my two edged blade
The violent symptoms promenade
For Love, For Music, and My God
Here we go again
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