WARthis is warhere i am fighting fora better life, a better mecan't you see-this is, this, this is real!the reality isa hundred hungry facesfighting for revengeglassy eyesblinded by our liestruth blocked by memorieshate blinding all we seeunforgiving, unforgiving, unforgiving hearts broken, tears shedthis is bad, this is mad, this is war! pick up your swordshout what you're fighting for!
My LoveI don't pretend to know what love is for everyone, but I can tell you what it is for me. Love is knowing all about someone and still wanting to be with them more than any other person. Love is trusting them enough to tell them everything about yourself even the things you may be ashamed of. Love is feeling comfortable and safe with someone but still getting weak knees when they walk into a room and smile at you. Distance doesn't make you forget them, and love is not counting all the things they have done for you but thinking of ways you can show them how much you care.
CrackedTake me down to the river bendTake me down to the fighting endWash the poison from off my skinShow me how to be whole againFly me up on a silver wingPast the black where the sirens singWarm me up in a nova's glowAnd drop me down to the dream below'Cause I'm only a crack in this castle of glassHardly anything there for you to seeFor you to seeBring me home in a blinding dream,Through the secrets that I have seenWash the sorrow from off my skinAnd show me how to be whole again'Cause I'm only a crack in this castle of glassHardly anything there for you to seeFor you to see'Cause I'm only a crack in this castle of glassHardly anything else I need to be'Cause I'm only a crack in this castle of glassHardly anything there for you to seeFor you to seeFor you to seeLinkin Park
For the BetterWhen i was a really little girl i used to believe that i was born for a great purpose, a change in history but my parents told me i was the same as them- nothing more then human- that i was one person - a human and nothing more then that- i couldn't make the changes in life that i said i would when i was sooo little- but i have always felt that i was more then that- more then what they told me i was- Now I feel like time is running short for me- that the life i am used to now- is going to forever change- I've always felt that sense of probable doom, or knowing that something significant would change my life- its been like this since i was a very little girl. I've really ignored it believing that maybe these feelings were nothing more then an overactive imagination. then the dreams came- like de-ja-vu- i saw things- felt things before they happened- people said i was making it up- that i was lying to gain attention to myself- so in my frustration, i kept them to myself. at f