Post Song Lyrics That Express You

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Sarcosuchus

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As the title suggests, I will start:

Superman
(It's Not Easy to be Me)
©Five for Fighting [edited]


I can't stand to fly
I'm not that naive
I'm just out to find
The better part of me

I'm more than a bird
I'm more than a plane
More than some pretty face
before this screen

It's not easy to be me

Wish that I could cry
Fall upon my knees
Find a way to lie
About a home I'll never see

It may sound absurd
but don't be naive-
Even Heroes have the right to bleed
I may be disturbed
but won't you concede?
Even Heroes have the right to dream

It's not easy to be me

Up, up and away: away from me
It's all right
You can all sleep sound tonight
I'm not crazy or anything

I can't stand to fly
I'm not that naive
Men weren't meant to ride
With clouds between their knees

I'm only a man in a silly black sheet
Digging for truth on this one way street
Only a man in a funny black sheet
Looking for special things inside of me

It's not easy to be me.

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im a monster fish keeper la la di di da....

neo sang this song to me last night. :D
 
Excuse me while I kiss the sky, Jimi Hendrix
 
My friend mike's band( myeveryminute) the song is she loves lilacs

SHE LOVES LILAC
I dont mind if you close your eyes right now. Im leaving soon, gonna find myself on some imagination cloud..where there are trees so nice theyd bring a painter tears of joy. And fields with grass so green you could stain your jeans but lead a life you still enjoy.
Take the back roads to your favorite place to be, and see how easier it is...youll see...ive given up on the habits this life has given me. Im staring at a hundred faces that could do the same but maybe half of them can see.
And hills; my everlasting hope. The wind moves tall grass under middays sun as im walking on my own. Im thinking of all the stories I can tell when I sit at your steps with my messed up hair and dirty clothes from when I fell.
Now all these numbers start to fall.
A tattered flag is flying high on top of city hall.
A burning cross out on the lawn.
As one man stops to see, anothers already gone.
Im back home....
Where the people stand in single file lines.
Where the kids pick fights with the others, theres nothing better in their lives.
Where the politicians sell their normal clothes
To buy themselves a seat in the spotlight, lookin good in their suit coats...theyre in control,
and thats all they know.
This is all we know.
 
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