08/09/2012

You can be a perfect princessºº







In your eyes, my dreams.
Reflections of a fleeting feeling.
Happiness, depression, smiles and fears
raising his voice to infinity
subconsciousness.
Lethargic consciousness
slowly open your eyes,
beginning to awaken,
wanting to know a little more





Give me a second I 
I need to get my story straight 
My friends are in the bathroom getting higher than the Empire State 
My love she’s waiting for me 
Just across the bar 
My seat’s been taken by some sunglasses 
Asking bout’ a scar and 
I know I gave it to you months ago 
I know you’re trying to forget 
But between the drinks and subtle things 
The holes in my apologies 
You know I’m trying hard to take it back 
So if by the time the bar closes 
And you feel like falling down 
I’ll carry you home