hey, my name is Tiffany |
Take my hand and hold on tight, because I might...
Be my guide, don't ever leave me because I might...
This is a song I wrote at four o'clock in the...
I'm falling into a depression and it's burning to...
She sits alone in her seat on the school bus
Pretending she is headed somewhere else...
...
But round here...
This is my story
And Ill tell it truly...
With cliche lines and melodies
Ill express the things I cannot say...
Ive got a cig in my mouth
Do you see me smoke it...
Broken pieces of a watch that never told time
Remind me of the days when time stood still...
While the rest of the world is slowly coming to terms with their own mortalty, I'm begging for mine to show it's beautiful face. For it's not death that I dread, it's another day of life. |
I think there are just too many people who will be there when you need them and not enough people who would be there anyway |
I believe that everybody has the right to play with fire but they also have the abilty to choose their ignition and the capacity to handle the burn |