i don’t want you to know |
i'm a lyricist born in queens, new yorktake the boy out the city not the city out the boydown, way deep down i knowthat i was raised as a youth to shovel snowi took to this meaning like blood to the h...
Posted by STEVE-O on Tue, 13 Nov 2007 09:43:00 PST |
Happiness Comes from the inside |
Beaming lights shattering through clear eyesNot a fake smile or a phony disguisePure happiness that has been contained for so longHearts filled with roses, the kind without thornsA simple yet positive...
Posted by STEVE-O on Tue, 06 Nov 2007 01:09:00 PST |
new lyrics |
my dog chewed up my sneakersmy pupils got dilated from the tweakersi got stitches in my brain and lapses of memoryheart has a calous from amphetiminesthe lack of pain that makes me insanecircumstantua...
Posted by STEVE-O on Wed, 03 Oct 2007 01:14:00 PST |
what happened to my week |
Staring at the road ahead I dream of deceit For its been weeks since I had any sorta sleep or felt my chest beat heart pumping and momentum rolling steady My bodies been preparing itself, getting re...
Posted by STEVE-O on Fri, 17 Aug 2007 11:37:00 PST |
mutual friends |
mutual friends through an exchange of phone numbersleave one another bewildered into devourous slumbersdid you sleep last night? I know that i didhopefully you felt like me on the inside, kidheavy eye...
Posted by STEVE-O on Tue, 14 Aug 2007 11:31:00 PST |
wmt |
this person inside once disclosed behind blind eyesexchanges vocal choruses with one as they become hypnotizedeverything one believes in is beliefwords are deceiving and talk is cheaphow can one be ca...
Posted by STEVE-O on Fri, 10 Aug 2007 11:14:00 PST |
disregard for limits |
coming outta the shoot they shoulda knownthis boy was raised to live home alonespitting disregard from the day i dischargedI had no plan of ever recieving a reward or an awardthis life was given to me...
Posted by STEVE-O on Sat, 23 Jun 2007 12:21:00 PST |
song about anonymous |
i thought u were 17 the first time we metso young lookin i woulda taken a betlittle did i know the future we hadups an downs like a cuban cigars and a fagmakin me crazy just about every daylaughin ove...
Posted by STEVE-O on Wed, 13 Jun 2007 11:00:00 PST |
the girl at the cheesecake factory |
when i sat down at the table and got in my chairshe came right up with that shiny brown hairthe smile on her face as she took my ordergave me a chill that mexicans get while crossin the borderi felt l...
Posted by STEVE-O on Thu, 17 May 2007 11:31:00 PST |
changes |
people grow together and then become distantyou can not avoid the pain even if you insistedthat you wouldn't grow together no matter what it tookyou would stay apart like the covers of an un...
Posted by STEVE-O on Tue, 14 Nov 2006 11:40:00 PST |
