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''I USE TO''
i use to like you
i use to cry
i use to be with you
even tough i lied
I'm sorry i toke advatage
of you
i use to play games
with your head
that you also hated
i use to play around with you
with you
that made you
fall in love with me
i use to be right for you
i used to like your eyes
that i use to love
that also made me cry
and i use to be bad
just to fit in to make you like me
but maybe just maybe
im just crazy for you
that also mad
wishing you toke me back
i use to love all that stuff
u did for me and yourself
but now i must be crazy
but just to let you now
i moved on
and started over
and now im with him! ! ! ! ! ! !
krista something
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Inside
bottled up inside
are words i never said
the feelings that i hide
the lines i never read
You can see it in my eyes
read it on my face
trapped inside are lies
of the past i cant replace
with memories that linger
wont seem to go away
why cant i be happier
todays a brand new day
yesterdays are over
even tough the hurtings not
nothing last forever
i must cherish what i got
dont take my love for granted
for soon it will be gone
all you ever wanted
of the love you thought you won
the hurt i'm feeling now
wont disappear overnight
but someway, somehow
everything will turn out all right.
krista something
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let me get out of this place
so bright i could see the light
let me get out of this place
i have been in
so latley
so long
now i have a
chance to prove
you wrong
you thought i was nice
then you also thought i was mean
what did i do to be in this place
i call hell
is it you that cause this
or maybe it may be me
i dont now
and i dont care
because its my life and not yours
to ruin
keep talking
keep stalking
because i dont care
whats behind all i care
is what is on my mind
on my life line
krista something
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life
kids dying
mothers crying
which takes time
of living in the
city we alll live in
music plays at
the final dance
its my last chance
to win whats back
of what i have
to live and
to learn
from my past
which my be my last
what can i say its the real world
that we live in
to share
while i live
as i long as
i try
to keep alive
so wipe your tears
and forget your pity
this is life
in the inner city
krista something
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