Meant to Shine
Sometimes I'm feeling insecure
Not sure if I will make it.
I try so hard to get the cure
That I'm forgetting not to break it.
Maybe I'm scared beyond the measure
In panic I start to use more words
I know that silence is the treasure
But I'm tiring down my vocal cords...
Sometimes I feel so cold
And angry at the world.
But you can never hold
Without becoming bold.
Sometimes I want to let it snow
Just Freeze my soul, forget my pain
Or maybe I should take the flow
Open my heart Let teardrops rain...
I really don't know if I'm cursed or blessed
Expressing ME I use the "Verbal Power"
Sometimes I'm afraid that I might be the next
And to talk to you I might have less than hour.
There is something else that I’ve got on my mind
People around me often say they're disappointed
Instead of living "Their Dreams" I am creating mine
"Being wrong is your life", man, that's their only point.
Maybe the fast lane elaborates me
Maybe I was meant to live in grind
And when it feels that it will break me
I realize that pain is blind...
The madness tends to blow my mind
Sometimes the peace is hard to find
I'm feeling in a bit of a bind
Sometimes I just need to unwind...
So, after all I feel secure
I'm sure that I will make it.
Being the Winner is my cure
I'll heal your pain if you can take it.
"Say" is never "Feel" and "Good" is never "Fine"
It got me really far, talking and scraping lines
So now I'm screaming: "Fuck being fine!"
Cause maybe I was meant to shine...
[cyb]
04.01.2008
20:20
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