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First song I Wrote

Too Late

 
 
 
 
 
 
First song I Wrote
She said "I’m lost in the storm"
"Can you help me to turn to the spot light?"
"I’ve been running away"
"Now you’re all I have left to come back"
Then she turned up the light
I could she how the devil came between us.
I just turned back my face
and hardly tried not to scream.
"Why are you trying to leave"
"I thought nothing would never tear us apart"
"My heart is becoming steel"
"You can’t leave me here losing my soul"
I just couldn’t stay
felt my legs big and strong
and my soul coming down.
Sometimes love is so strong
that we can’t even give anymore.
And the ambitions we had
and the fire in our hands
and a thousand million stars in our hair
you’re tumbling down.
This is not our spot light
And there is nothing left to do
and there is nothing left to say
and there is nothing left to hear
and there is nothing left to pray
 
 
 
 
Too late
It's time to take the phone, and make a telephone call, saw something into the trees, someone's talking to me, she's getting hypnotize, and I just close my eyes, and feel the cold inside, and fear just like a child, all those stupid things of ghosts and magazines, must be my imagination, must be and explanation, for all those memories coming of stupid tales you told me, bout stupid shadows moving in dark, men at the end of the track, young ladies never die, killing spirits they hide, strange stars in the sky, the man whit x-ray eyes, shout disturbing the calm, a woman coming from the past, young lover lost in a forest, a knife waiting in a wallet, vampires coming for my, the house between the trees, they're looking for you and me, children with murdering visions, a blue spirit in prison, she had blood in her hands, and somehow knows it' too late.
 

 

  

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