Member Since: 9/11/2005
Sounds Like:
Just trying to hurt myself with my own words-
Getting sick of it move on truth be heard-
I get goose bumps just thinking about her-
I dont search for the feeling that lurks-
In my spine in my mind in my heart-
Bring a smile to my room thats all i ask-
Thoughts linger or whirl they are always around-
You are the first thing that anything may be about-
I dont have a lot to give you but i make this sound-
like tons and tons of love in which i am wound-
I dont have to make it so-
It already exists-
I keep my secrets low-
They do not exist-
To you, my world-
I must insist-
From a boy to a girl-
Give me a kiss-
Fall into this water feel our bodies move slow-
A shirt full of ice a feeling that comes close-
You are the most-
The pinacle-
The paramount of all my life-
Sweety,Baby,My Friend, My Wife.
Type of Label: Indie