LikeAnAvalanche
04/22/10, 10:46 AM
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That's me fucking around drunk, these are the lyrics that accompany my drunk singing.
At that moment I, realized you were the sky.
I needed to learn to fly.
To get to you, how do i get to you?
But you fell, and I knew right there damn well,
I would catch you, you'll never know how fast you,
really came into my arms.
Love, is a tricky little thing, we like to believe lives in everything.
In a shooting star, a lonely bar, a brand new diamond ring.
We, are this tricky little thing, that I can't quite figure out.
As you stand, butterflies fill my stomach.
I'll have to admit, I love it. Everything.
Oh, a vodka filled night
a broken promise, twice.
If we fell in love at first sight,
our intentions left us blind.
If we were a mountain, and we were at the top.
I was the chisel, we picked at every rock
'till it broke off, 'till we broke off.
We took the severed mineral, and threw it.
We waited for the sound, and when we heard it, we knew it.
We would soon be on the ground.
Love, is a tricky little thing, we like to believe lives in everything.
In a shooting star, a lonely bar, a brand new diamond ring.
We, are a tricky little thing, that I can't quite figure out.
As you leave, the feeling in my stomach lingers,
I'm sorry that we let us go. We're both sorry now.
You were the jewelry I wore on my hand,
you were what stood behind a stronger man.
'till my fingers broke in every direction.
My hands now clean of intention.
Love, is a tricky little thing, that fades far too quick.
Your skins far too thin, I fear mine's too thick.
We, are a tricky little thing, that I could never quite figure out.
You're over it now, I guess I'm over it now.
What was this now?
That's me fucking around drunk, these are the lyrics that accompany my drunk singing.
At that moment I, realized you were the sky.
I needed to learn to fly.
To get to you, how do i get to you?
But you fell, and I knew right there damn well,
I would catch you, you'll never know how fast you,
really came into my arms.
Love, is a tricky little thing, we like to believe lives in everything.
In a shooting star, a lonely bar, a brand new diamond ring.
We, are this tricky little thing, that I can't quite figure out.
As you stand, butterflies fill my stomach.
I'll have to admit, I love it. Everything.
Oh, a vodka filled night
a broken promise, twice.
If we fell in love at first sight,
our intentions left us blind.
If we were a mountain, and we were at the top.
I was the chisel, we picked at every rock
'till it broke off, 'till we broke off.
We took the severed mineral, and threw it.
We waited for the sound, and when we heard it, we knew it.
We would soon be on the ground.
Love, is a tricky little thing, we like to believe lives in everything.
In a shooting star, a lonely bar, a brand new diamond ring.
We, are a tricky little thing, that I can't quite figure out.
As you leave, the feeling in my stomach lingers,
I'm sorry that we let us go. We're both sorry now.
You were the jewelry I wore on my hand,
you were what stood behind a stronger man.
'till my fingers broke in every direction.
My hands now clean of intention.
Love, is a tricky little thing, that fades far too quick.
Your skins far too thin, I fear mine's too thick.
We, are a tricky little thing, that I could never quite figure out.
You're over it now, I guess I'm over it now.
What was this now?