That heavy dosage of fame,
Till chased by paparazzi away,
On the couch of the royal limo,
For the princess by my side,
I walked a hungry mile,
Wanting to smile all my pain,
As I hate to see my efforts all go in vain,
I am not backing off,
Going to stick here, very near,
Going to get you some day,
Just to feed you to sharks next day.
Check it dear; by the way, I said it,
A bit of shit spoken,
See it by my way, I’m completely shaken,
It’s just bout’ a go,
Ya, it’s over, already over,
Over, over above your head,
Has fighting ever helped?
Then why drop bombs,
Hatred growing day by day,
All by itself in a mind junkyard.
You are different,
So let all dreams come true,
This soldier works for you,
Now don’t you let me loose.
Civilise your mind,
Carrying a heart with no one either,
All the dreams coming true,
The story shouldn’t end here,
Just for a second I see,
Faded dreams,
Bringing aroma,
Back on to future,
Reveal the madness,
Darkened pride,
Dreaming dreams.
Tuesday, February 11, 2003
Cacophony Of Love
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