Plea
Might be a lame attempt at song lyrics......
1) She sits alone now,
Tired of living her life
On the razor’s edge.
She’s too afraid to fall,
Fearful everyday
Of what they say.
2) Such a terrible conflict
Confronts us daily
With forked tongues
And shredded aspirations.
We meet them with vacant eyes
And apathy.
3) Concealing our scars and broken hearts
Squeezing the tourniquet,
Watching the blood spurt.
Growing pale and yearning for death,
An escape from this living Hell?
B1) Wait! How long can this go on?!
This chain reaction of unfortunate events
Unholy convulsions rock you.
Burning questions remain.....
Chorus) Christ, what have you done?
You’ve gone and thrown your life away.
Don’t look at me like that!
This is critical,
You’ve reached the crossroads.
I don’t care what you say,
It’s never too late.
Whoa! Whoa! Let’s back it up!
4) Feeling so unloved
Blinded by your own tears
Confused by this callous world
Dreams of redemption drifted.
5) Broken and bruised hearts cry out
Devastated by inhumanity
Due to indifference and disinterest
Remain unheard.
B2) Stop this insanity!
Brooding won’t do anything for you.
Society says that you’ve screwed up.
Consequences are a lot, but hey,
Throw it in their face.
Show ‘em what you’re made of!
Chorus) Christ, what have you done?
You’ve gone and thrown your life away.
Don’t look at me like that!
This is critical,
You’ve reached the crossroads.
I don’t care what you say,
It’s never too late.
Whoa! Whoa! Let’s back it up!
B2) Stop this insanity!
Brooding won’t do anything for you.
Society says that you’ve screwed up.
Consequences are a lot, but hey,
Throw it in their face.
Show ‘em what you’re made of!
Consequences are a lot, but hey,
Throw it in their face.
Show ‘em what you’re made of!
Chorus) Christ, what have you done?
You’ve gone and thrown your life away.
Don’t look at me like that!
This is critical,
You’ve reached the crossroads.
I don’t care what you say,
It’s never too late.
Whoa! Whoa! Let’s back it up!
Show ‘em what you’re made of!
1) She sits alone now,
Tired of living her life
On the razor’s edge.
She’s too afraid to fall,
Fearful everyday
Of what they say.
2) Such a terrible conflict
Confronts us daily
With forked tongues
And shredded aspirations.
We meet them with vacant eyes
And apathy.
3) Concealing our scars and broken hearts
Squeezing the tourniquet,
Watching the blood spurt.
Growing pale and yearning for death,
An escape from this living Hell?
B1) Wait! How long can this go on?!
This chain reaction of unfortunate events
Unholy convulsions rock you.
Burning questions remain.....
Chorus) Christ, what have you done?
You’ve gone and thrown your life away.
Don’t look at me like that!
This is critical,
You’ve reached the crossroads.
I don’t care what you say,
It’s never too late.
Whoa! Whoa! Let’s back it up!
4) Feeling so unloved
Blinded by your own tears
Confused by this callous world
Dreams of redemption drifted.
5) Broken and bruised hearts cry out
Devastated by inhumanity
Due to indifference and disinterest
Remain unheard.
B2) Stop this insanity!
Brooding won’t do anything for you.
Society says that you’ve screwed up.
Consequences are a lot, but hey,
Throw it in their face.
Show ‘em what you’re made of!
Chorus) Christ, what have you done?
You’ve gone and thrown your life away.
Don’t look at me like that!
This is critical,
You’ve reached the crossroads.
I don’t care what you say,
It’s never too late.
Whoa! Whoa! Let’s back it up!
B2) Stop this insanity!
Brooding won’t do anything for you.
Society says that you’ve screwed up.
Consequences are a lot, but hey,
Throw it in their face.
Show ‘em what you’re made of!
Consequences are a lot, but hey,
Throw it in their face.
Show ‘em what you’re made of!
Chorus) Christ, what have you done?
You’ve gone and thrown your life away.
Don’t look at me like that!
This is critical,
You’ve reached the crossroads.
I don’t care what you say,
It’s never too late.
Whoa! Whoa! Let’s back it up!
Show ‘em what you’re made of!