St. George

// Broken Record//

Get out 

Get out of my dream!

Day in day out I think nothing of you

Day in day out I’m over you

Days begin and days just end 

leaving me defenseless again

once I dream you take over!

Filling them with what could be

What I wanted to be

I can’t wake up I don’t want to leave

Then you’re standing there next to him

crushing my heart that I gave to you

squeezing it like a stress ball

watching me writhe in pain

get out of my dream it’s too painful to bear

since when was i different 

now I don’t care

that fucking ring that stupid promise

was all this just words to you

in one ear and out the other!

what the fuck did you do to me 

you sick twisted bitch?!

I’ve disappeared and never coming back

yet I see you, feel you, hear your voice

my heart tells me to come back

it’ll be okay 

numb the pain

it’ll be over soon

at least for today..

// In This World Where Pattern Can Bend//

In this world where pattern can bend,

Where the seasons begin to break and crumble lies a soul abandoned from his own will on the journey to find his self,

 A dim and desolate road no where to run nowhere to hide,

 The demons are on your trail keep the light in full blaze,

Chorus 

There’s a reason to turn back time to erase the broken rhymes left trampled in your footsteps, fix the promises  that tremble at your feet, build the road for the weak to tread and carry the fallen in your heart,

It’s too bad you won’t be there when I come home,

The words haven’t came out right and I get lost in my own breath,

This timeline must turn away,

  Cut the line to copy and paste,

 Set me back to before the madness and the pain,

  Let go the strings of Fayte,

 Please surrender to your own will as I have already mine,

 Let’s tell our story how two hearts became one soul,

Chorus

There’s a reason to turn back time to erase the broken rhymes left trampled in your footsteps, fix the promises  that tremble at your feet, build the road for the weak to tread and carry the fallen in your heart,

Through someone’s eyes the chariot led the way,

Among the tracks I make haste,

Father Time left me to find my own place,

A word of guidance he said to me,

Chorus

There is a reason to turn back time to erase the broken rhymes left trampled in your footsteps, fix the promises  that tremble at your feet, build the road for the weak to tread and carry the fallen in your heart,

This is my reason to turn back time to create our mended times returned at your doorstep, fix the promises that tremble at your feet, build the road for the week to tread and carry the love that’s in our heart!

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