Survive

She smoked her cigarette
Cause it makes her feel beautiful
So she takes it on again

She keeps to her own mind
Cause it's quiet enough to cry
She sleeps with sad company

Will this ever stop
The strive to fit the mark
To be what's accepted

She can't help but feel lost
But the red washing down the drain
Won't change the color of the sea at all

(Chorus)
And What does it mean
To follow and have your own footsteps lead the way
And how does it feel
To be held and know you can sigh
And what if I could be
More than
A tragic happening
Do you think we will survive

He smokes his cigarette
Promises washed out by the rain
The cold
Is melting his bones
He gasps for another chance
He never meant to disappoint
That said, he didn't really have a choice

And What does it mean
To follow and have your own footsteps lead the way
And how does it feel
To be held and know you can sigh
And what if I could be
More than
A tragic happening
Do you think we will survive

(Chorus 2x)
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©[ElianaFrye][2012]

In case you haven't already noticed, the choppiness in the sentences up there ^ are due to the emphasis I put on certain phrases while singing the song. <3