Roxanne [NAZ] [F.T.P] [GFH] [ΠΧΓ]

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Music:

"The Approaching Curve"[Spoken:]The music played with a calming frequency.The speakers gently seeped the sound of ambient keyboards and light percussion,creating a seductive soundtrack to our midnight drive through curtains of blackness.The windows were cold to the touch, reflecting the icy conditions in our immediate extremity.Salt stains and fingerprints littered the glass, and streaks with melted snow cascaded down it's length.The music pulsed louder, yet gentle, like the far away squeal of a pot of boiling water.The skylight was glowing faintly with a vague hints of an impending dawn.The car raced along a painfully straight stretch of road,and she hadn't so much as turned the steering wheel two degrees in the last twenty minutesnor had we spoken.As we were, so perfect, so happy.They'll remember, only our smiles 'cause that's all they've seen.[Spoken:]"Why are you doing this?" she spoke as if not expecting a response.Her voice penetrated the still air of our speechless drive, so silent my heart had jumped."I'm not doing anything," I said, but I didn't even believe that myself."This is what's best, for me, for you, for us, or maybe just for me," I thought,as a tear formed in the pit of her eye. The music poured through the speakersand we were losing ourselves in the cadence. She looked down momentarily and closed her eyesfor a bit longer than a standard blink. Then she was crying. Then she was shouting.Then I was shouting, now pouring confessions, having no answers, or solutions,we barely even knew the questions.Don't put me underground, I was meant for a life somewhere else.Please, love, give me the wheel, before both of our hearts youwill steal tonight (will steal tonight).[Spoken:]Our cracking voices became part of the music.The car pressed on faster through the night. As our voices lowered,The cadence again overtook the air.Up ahead there was a curve approaching.She made no indications of slowing.[prepare the masses]Prepare the masses, cause this means warAnd if it's a fight they want, we'll bring the hell they're looking forWith bullets blazing, the cowards hit the floorStand up and fight like men, let God decide who scoresNow sit back and watch the story unfoldWith the fair Juliet and her RomeoTwo young lovers with one heartbeatIn a devoted grave is where they'll sleepThey had the passion in a city of hateWatching too many squabble, though these lovers cameYou are the ones who took your children's livesSo you're children have died in love's true oddsOddsSing me to sleep tonight, sweet JulietTwo star-crossed lovers married looking for regretsBy daybreak I'll be gone and searching for your kissLend me a drop of poison waiting on your lipsIn every war there will be casualtiesEven family members and best friends bleedAnother tally on the body countSo how many more until we're all bled out?Let's not forget about this day of abode Play the story I just told to usNothing precious but we're giving awayFor a field of beauty and better daysDaysSing me to sleep tonight, sweet JulietTwo star-crossed lovers married looking for regretsBy daybreak I'll be gone and searching for your kissLend me a drop of poison waiting on your lipsI'm killing cousins, revenge I seekIn fair Verona I will lay him down, down to sleepIn desperation, poison becomesThis story's ending in a tomb of lover's jawsJawsSing me to sleep tonight, sweet JulietTwo star-crossed lovers married looking for regretsBy daybreak I'll be gone and searching for your kissLend me a drop of poison waiting on your lips

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