sylvan

when a song sings to you and tells the story of your life...when the words ring through your ears and land on your soul forvever...when its the backtrack to your everyday...when its your conversation with yourself....or the one you love whose not there to listen <3Syl


[heartbeats,the knife]

One night to be confused
One night to speed up truth
We had a promise made
Four hands and then away
Both under influence
We had divine scent
To know what to say
Mind is a razorblade

To call for hands of above, to lean on
Wouldn't be good enough for me, no

One night of magic rush
The start: a simpel touch
One night to push and scream
And then relief
Ten days of perfect tunes
The colours red and blue
We had a promise made
We were in love

To call for hands of above, to lean on
Wouldn't be good enough for me, no

To call for hands of above, to lean on
Wouldn't be good enough

And you
You knew the hand of a devil
And you
Kept us awake with wolves teeth
Sharing different heartbeats in one night

To call for hands of above, to lean on
Wouldn't be good enough for me, no

To call for hands of above, to lean on
Wouldn't be good enough


[pretty when you cry,VAST]
You're made of my rib oh baby
You're made of my sin
And I cant tell where your lust ends and where your love begins
I didn't want to hurt you baby
I didn't want to hurt you
I didn't want to hurt you but you're pretty when you cry
And the moon gives me permission and I enter through her eyes
She's losing her virginity and all her will to compromise
I didn't want to hurt you baby
I didn't want to hurt you
I didn't want to hurt you but you're pretty when you cry
I didn't want to fuck you baby
I didn't want to fuck you
I didn't want to fuck you but you're pretty when you're mine
I didn't really love you baby
I didn't really love you
I didn't really love you but I'm pretty when I lie
You hurt me baby
I hurt you baby
(How can you do this to me now?)
(How can you do this to me now?)
If you knew how much I love you, you would run away
(How can you do this to me now?)
But when I treat you bad it always makes you want to stay
(How can you do this to me now?)
I didn't want to hurt you baby
I didn't want to hurt you baby
I didn't want to hurt you baby
I didn't want to hurt you baby
(How can you do this to me now?)
(How can you do this to me now?)
(How can you do this to me now?)
(How can you do this to me now?)


in addition,there is nothing like a good smoke to those great songs...the plumes of smoke symbolising your thoughts fuming about your mind...non? <3