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Too Beautiful

What kind of man lays his hands on the women he loves?
Calls he angel, but shows no remorse in her blood
He covers her body in bruises and scars
You don't understand just how beautiful you are

You are too beautiful
Your heart wants something more
Those shades of blue on that face of yours
Hides that smile that beats in your chest

When he's done with her beating
He just stands aside
Wipes the sweat from his brow
And yells over her cries
"You don't know what I've been through!"
He yells and he says
"You don't know what I've done for you!"
And hits her again

You are too beautiful
Your heart wants something more
Those shades of blue on that face of yours
Hides that smile that beats in your chest

She stands in the mirror
She looks less alive
She lifts up her shirt to see she has five
Branded fingers on her side
She's feeling it all now
But she doesn't cry
She doesn't cry

You are too beautiful
Your heart wants something more
Those shades of blue on that face of yours
Hides that smile that beats in your chest

Black out

She Became Lost

She made me a promise that she just couldn't keep,
I remember the time she called me mid sleep.
She needed someone to talk to,
but just talking wouldn't do.
We thought she would be here forever,
imagining what happened next was a never..

We got the call that they found a body,
I couldn't help it.. I broke down badly.
I wouldn't eat or sleep for weeks,
I heard her everytime the floor boards in my house creeked.

She was too young, she didn't get to grow old,
because she was always stuck in her dream-world.
This one was just too unfair,
you never knew what would happen next..
I became so unaware.
Unaware of her needs, unaware of her thoughts.
I was too caught up trying to survive myself that she became lost.

She became... Lost.

I wish I would have paid attention.
I wish I would have taken action.
I saw the warning signs,
but was too caught up in mine.
I needed help, but she needed it more.
All she needed was someone to adore.. her.

Her self and her eyes would gleem in the light,
She needed someone to tell her that everything was all right.
When I got the call that cold winter night,
I knew she was gone and she'd never be in my sight.

I miss her laugh and her big teeth smile.
I miss when we could sit her for a very long while,
and sing songs that we knew eased the pain.
I miss that I'll never see her beautiful eyes again.


I wish I would have paid attention.
I wish I would have taken action.
I saw the warning signs,
but was too caught up in mine.
I needed help, but she needed it more.
All she needed was someone to adore.. her.

Now I sit here alone as I write you these words,
to remember that night and the thoughts that occured.
And remember all the people that you keep close,
remember to tell them you love them before deathblows.
You never know when its their time to go,
so put away your own pride and your problems.
and tell them you love them before all thats left is their.. items.

Do You Feel Cold and Lost in Desparation?