

Receipe for HeartbreakThe greatest of receipes start with one ingrediant and let all those feelings flow. We'll break and abuse it til we wipe it out. Trying to make it better, or mean something more, that is if it's not a chore.Receipe for Heartbreak
Let the emotions rise, so we can have our prize, let's sever the ties, as we sift through the lies. Watching as the night flys by.
You take a boy, and a girl, and mix til a heart falls out. That's when we find what this receipe is all about. Add a dash of pain and a pinch of drama so you can really cook with fire.
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Breat that heart in two and let it spill out on the dance floor. I


Rushing gravityGoing through life (day by day) hoping for familiar faces (hour by hour) is no way to live (minute by minute) cause nothing will happen if you don't will it (second by second)Rushing gravity
There's no sense rushing gravity, maybe this you can now see, rushing down's not the key.
I go through my life (day by day) Plowing through strife (hour by hour) Enjoying the ocassional peace (minute by minute) Trying to stay where I am at the very least (second by second)
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I hope you can see, that day by day and hour by hour I wanted nothing more than to steal seconds with you.


Theive in the nightWell here I am, pen in hand again. You know what the means... Emotions running high, all based on a lie.Leavesme asking why! My eyes have that emeral hue again, all due to ost chances and misplaced trust.Theive in the night
I want to steal your heart through a kiss, it's all I want and al I miss. It's why I exist.
I see others, so happy, so joyous, what right have I to be all envious? Love or lust, the bodies feel the same, but I'm not old enough to play such games. I'm so lame, I loose to some seventeen year old punk.
Chorus.
My penflys across the paper, writing my own personal disasters. Still trying to remo


NightShadeDarkend night by candle light A lovely face in place warm with a glowNightShade
hips moving slow
Love bliss and exctacy shared apperantly Whispers and moans
In sweet loving tones
Promises in sin warming a beast within holding back riding an emotional track The up and downs and spinning around
Bodys in motion the air filled, an invisible love potion groaning and moaning Pace is quickening lusty and sinful licking
with a tight embrace Pleasure screaming pleasant as lac
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