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Ones Of Those People

Kassandra — Sun, 31 Jan 2010 07:42:13 +0000

Tick tock
there goes the clock
one more mission
that could have been
one more transition
that I missed again

I know, what I am
I feel, just a little strange
I see shadows fall
I believed I knew it all

I go in vertical directions
heart beats with radical intentions
so free, so customized
yeah yeah, hidden lies

I know, what I am
I feel, just a little strange
I see shadows fall
I believed I was part of the call

Ha ha, laughing at you
what’s funny?
anything you do
you stand, I step in ascending direction
trip over on my back

I know, what I am
I feel just a little strange
I see shadows fall
I watch, watch for more

Save This World

Kassandra — Sun, 31 Jan 2010 07:33:21 +0000

I’m searching for something
I can’t find
I’ve held my share
of broken hearts
stepped on vicious land minds
can’t clear my head
when ugliness is here
I wish we could breath
I wish the world was clear

Oh why do the innocent suffer
Oh why, why, why my brother
so much pain, so much death
we need to stop.
Reunite with each other

Not enough time, to clean this mess
need a million lifetimes to shift the debt
sort through the oil, with bones and skin
we’ll look back, no where it did begin

Oh why do the innocent suffer
Oh why, why, why my brother
so much pain, so much death
we need to stop.
Reunite with each other

I lift hands I wanna save this world
everyone looks away, pretending they don’t know
while it all rots away, now we’re standing in graves

Oh why do the innocent suffer
Oh why, why, why my brother
so much pain, so much death
we need to stop.
Reunite with each other

Can We See

Kassandra — Sun, 31 Jan 2010 07:03:55 +0000

We have so many choices we can make
so many different personalities to fake
now we have more options than before
everything is bigger, more, more MORE
how are we to cope with life
when everything is paid, brought or hired
can our souls still be saved
if they have not been lost
in old prehistoric caves

What are we to do when hope is lost
is our savior; our leader, our self, our god?
When the light goes from green to red
do we stop, or continue
new excuses, new rules, new days

When we are numb
feelings cleaned from our veins
are we finally succumbed
to the robots of the future
the ones we made.

She Ain’t Pretty

Kassandra — Sun, 31 Jan 2010 06:58:41 +0000

She walked into the room
with her back the world
she didn’t care
cos’ she knew it all
She sat down and looked my way
my heart stopped
than began to fade

She ain’t pretty when she acts that way
she ain’t pretty when she makes that face
she ain’t pretty when she lifts that sign
she ain’t pretty, but damn
I wanna make her mine

The bell buzzed in out ears
we packed up out gear
walking to the door
she knocked me to the floor
said ‘boy get outta my way;
I sat there through the laughs and shame
that feeling was there
turning to pain

She ain’t pretty when she acts that way
she ain’t pretty when she makes that face
she ain’t pretty when she lifts that sign
she ain’t pretty, but damn
I wanna make her mine

Walking for the buss
she’s got a smoke in her hand
defying everything
with a punched up smile
I make my move
she blows rings in my face
calls me a terd and pushes away

She ain’t pretty when she acts that way
she ain’t pretty when she makes that face
she ain’t pretty when she lifts that sign
she ain’t pretty, but damn
I wanna make her mine

I have to admit
through tectonic shifts
that deep, deep, deep inside
she knows she wants to be mine

She ain’t pretty when she acts that way
she ain’t pretty when she makes that face
she ain’t pretty when she lifts that sign
she ain’t pretty, but damn
I wanna make her mine

Crushed Me Down

Kassandra — Sun, 31 Jan 2010 06:52:32 +0000

There’s no hero in the ocean
when darkness is all around
no angels to hear you calls
waves sing songs as they watch you drown.

A Bad Apple?

Kassandra — Sun, 31 Jan 2010 06:51:17 +0000

I’m messing and rude
I’m fat and obsessive
I’m showy and spoilt
I’m addictive and depressive
I’m lazy and smelly
I’m short and demented
I’m jealous and sarcastic
I’m boring and sappy
I’m just a bad apple.

Little Book

Kassandra — Sun, 31 Jan 2010 06:48:45 +0000

Little book on the shelf
with the pages inside
one million stories
or one million lies.

Trapped forever
in an ageless grave
if the pen returns
they may be saved.

Little book on the shelf
with the dreams inside
captured like moments
filtered through time.

I wanna

Kassandra — Sun, 31 Jan 2010 06:45:55 +0000

I wanna dream
I wanna scream
I wanna see the world
I wanna crawl
I wanna walk
I wanna absorb it all

Fake Tattoo

Kassandra — Sun, 31 Jan 2010 06:30:57 +0000

You’re like a fake tattoo
fading away, fading away
you can’t take the cut
when the pressure is down
your style is fake
just like your crown
you’re like a fake tattoo-oo-oo

I should have noticed
when you had that look
your eyes seemed deep
you sunk your hook
I waved my hand in front
of your face
you laughed and
shook the shadow of yesterday

You’re like a fake tattoo
fading away, fading away
you can’t take the cut
when the pressure is down
your style is fake
just like your crown
you’re like a fake tattoo-oo-oo

I put judgment on your sanity
you tried to convince me of vanity
there is no pleasing when
the criminal is you
there is no pleasure
knowing what you use

You’re like a fake tattoo
fading away, fading away
you can’t take the cut
when the pressure is down
your style is fake
just like your crown
you’re like a fake tattoo-oo-oo

If I forgive, do I look away
if i’m not here, who will save
I’m not sure I trust myself
destructive powers are your loaded guns

You’re like a fake tattoo
fading away, fading away
you can’t take the cut
when the pressure is down
your style is fake
just like your crown
you’re like a fake tattoo-oo-oo

You’re like a fake tattoo
the fake tattoo is you

I Wish

Kassandra — Tue, 20 Oct 2009 05:56:50 +0000

I’m broken, you can’t fix me
I wish you could but there is no cure
I’m tragedy, like a curse that floats through time
you can’t stop me, you’ll give up before you try

I wish more could be my own
I wish hearts won’t begin to fold
I wish I could say what I mean
I wish time would return to me

I told you, I had to take a break
I lied, I wish I wasn’t so fake.
I don’t mean too, I am just confused
these moments, they always bruise

I wish more could be my own
I wish hearts won’t begin to fold
I wish I could say what I mean
I wish time would return to me

Walking backwards, feet out of step
tears falling, your gift around my neck
this pain, is so real, burns in
becomes all I feel

I wish more could be my own
I wish hearts won’t begin to fold
I wish I could say what I mean
I wish time would return to me

You say you will forgive
but how can I, I told you things
I would even try and deny
I am better off alone, out of reach
but something tells me I’m wrong
my heart is growing weak

I wish more could be my own
I wish hearts won’t begin to fold
I wish I could say what I mean
I wish time would return to me

I wish I could take it all back