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When our hearts fall like atom bombs
We can make love like we die
On the floor slow and calm

I can feel you shatter to the core
Broken down and begging for more
We’ll head for the coast
As if we were ghosts

They won’t take you from me
You mean everything
With their cross hairs on my temple
It’s a murder scene
But we are, we are
Still running free

We can paint the picture red
Tell the story of why this hurts
Answer their lies with the question
Which wrist first
A broken promise paves the way
From yesterday
So f**k the repercussions of what we say

Hit the floor my dear
Let them take me right here
It will enter, it will exit
I will disappear

They won’t take you from me
You mean everything
With their cross hairs on my temple
It’s a murder scene
But we are, we are
Still running free

We’ll head for the coast
As if we were ghosts [comments] => 6 [counter] => 211 [topic] => 34 [informant] => paper-heart-hero [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 12 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SongLyrics )

Kill Me First

Contributed by paper-heart-hero on Wednesday, 28th April 2004 @ 07:07:03 PM in AEST
Topic: SongLyrics

Watch the buildings crash
When our hearts fall like atom bombs
We can make love like we die
On the floor slow and calm

I can feel you shatter to the core
Broken down and begging for more
We’ll head for the coast
As if we were ghosts

They won’t take you from me
You mean everything
With their cross hairs on my temple
It’s a murder scene
But we are, we are
Still running free

We can paint the picture red
Tell the story of why this hurts
Answer their lies with the question
Which wrist first
A broken promise paves the way
From yesterday
So f**k the repercussions of what we say

Hit the floor my dear
Let them take me right here
It will enter, it will exit
I will disappear

They won’t take you from me
You mean everything
With their cross hairs on my temple
It’s a murder scene
But we are, we are
Still running free

We’ll head for the coast
As if we were ghosts

Copyright © paper-heart-hero ... [ 2004-04-28 19:07:03]
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Re: Kill Me First (User Rating: 1 )
by lil_angel on Wednesday, 28th April 2004 @ 07:19:00 PM AEST
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VERY GOOD!

Re: Kill Me First (User Rating: 0 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 28th April 2004 @ 07:40:32 PM AEST
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Didn't Steve Miller write a song about this very same thing? "This is a story about two young ..."
Good work.

Re: Kill Me First (User Rating: 1 )
by eviegirl on Wednesday, 28th April 2004 @ 08:22:56 PM AEST
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I like this a lot. it made me think....good write

Re: Kill Me First (User Rating: 1 )
by STRaNGe_LiNDSeY on Wednesday, 28th April 2004 @ 09:29:27 PM AEST
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And this is why I love your work...
"We can paint the picture red
Tell the story of why this hurts
Answer their lies with the question
Which wrist first
A broken promise paves the way
From yesterday
So f**k the repercussions of what we say"
That says it all, so perfectly... so amazing... so beautifully... so tortured...

You are by far, amazing...
Lindsey

Re: Kill Me First (User Rating: 1 )
by Broken_Skin on Thursday, 29th April 2004 @ 11:40:18 AM AEST
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I enjoy reading your work very much, great x

Re: Kill Me First (User Rating: 1 )
by jaeann on Thursday, 29th April 2004 @ 12:24:19 PM AEST
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you my friend ..........well let's just say i'd be in the front row............

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