this could be all i have to give. this could be it.... i could fall just to give up my existence for the moment that i have all been waiting for the moment that you will see my glory.

words may not hurt, but my pen can sting with the blood as my ink and my heart as the lamp that breaks the bones with sticks and stones. you and i should make a deal to take the world. 'cause we are here to be creatures to paint our own songs along.... a rigid canvas we all walk on...

we make full moons and assemble the most elegant twilight. we're glorious from now on.

i slowly pace forward and blame my heavy size. i'm giving up on that. yes i'm giving up to fast. the more i grow older, the more i consider living by your side more along those lines.

i'd like a taste of hollywood but not without you girl. tell me what would you prefer? we were destined for the public eye... in this situation we can have our moral views, but i'm still confused....

i'll check this occasion for a scene to reveal you.