#1
Some lyrics i wrote with a pencil and paper on a bus taking me to a place i did not want to go... Any crits will help i guess.

SCRATCHED FILM

Your photo?s capture moments,
When you think no one's watching.
I see right through these closed lens caps.


Flashes of light go of in all directions,
Only to be captured by frames.
When ink meets the paper in red lights we'll wait.

It?s her song I hear and I can?t be late.
It?s her song I hear and I can?t be late.

We see nothing,
Standing in the way.

Your not alright.
We are home again!

Were under corner lights.
Are you afraid?

Windshields and lenses shatter on collision,
But the picture is still fine.

Your not alright. Your not alright. Your not alright.
We are home again!
We're not alright! We're not alright! We're not alright!
Now there is nothing left...

It's her song I hear as I embrace the pain.
It's her song I hear as I embrace the pain.
The Mirrors lie, those aren't my eyes
Last edited by Seraphia at Sep 24, 2006,
#2
I love this! I wouldn't change a thing! You should add more, it's really good.
Oh yeah, thanks for critting mine, your comments rocked!
Cause I love feelin' dirty
And I love feelin' cheap
And I love it when you hurt me
So drive those staples deep