Monday, 9 November 2009
beautiful mess.
You're the kind of girl who can take down a man,
And lift him back up again
You are strong but you're needy,
Humble but you're greedy
And based on your body language,
And shoddy cursive I've been reading
Your style is quite selective,
Though your mind is rather reckless
Well I guess it just suggests
That this is just what happiness is
And what a beautiful mess this is
It's like picking up trash in dresses
Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you write
Kind of turn themselves into knives
And don't mind my nerve you could call it fiction
But I like being submerged in your contradictions dear
'Cause here we are, here we are
Although you were biased I love your advice
Your comebacks they're quick
And probably have to do with your insecurities
There's no shame in being crazy,
Depending on how you take these
Words I'm paraphrasing this relationship we're staging
And what a beautiful mess this is
It's like picking up trash in dresses
Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you say
Kind of turn themselves into blades
And kind and courteous is a life I've heard
But it's nice to say that we played in the dirt oh dear
Cause here we are, Here we are
Here we are
We're still here
What a beautiful mess this is
It's like taking a guess when the only answer is yes
Through timeless words, and priceless pictures
We'll fly like birds, out of this earth
And times they turn, and hearts disfigure
But that's no concern when we're wounded together
And we tore our dresses, and stained our shirts
But it's nice today, oh the wait was so worth it.
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is anyone getting sick of lyrics? well, i'm not cause they say what i can't verbalise.
and there's no where to put my emo tweets anymore :P i feel like this song very accurately conveys who i am. a
so i have to say that thought i have amazing friends, i'm still really confused about life and all the jazz and all i want is to get through this year before it will all miraculously start to make sense. hopefully. i just want to be on that beach in vanuatu.
but here we are. [where] the present is more important than the future, [cause] of course you have to think about the future and do things that will make your future better but if all you do is dream about the future then thats no good :P or if you wallow in the past [it's] no good either. we can learn lessons from the past though.
i think it's time to let go of the past and move forward.. though that's kind of hard when you find out that it's your fault things change. i don't know. if it's your fault things change, does it mean that you can change it back? i'm not sure.
this doesn't make sense. neither does this exam i'm studying for. november 10. 14oohrs. two more nights of all nighters, and i'm done with the academic section of my undergraduate course :D excite? i guess so. okay. i think i can hear bed calling. 0
