Hidden messages

Enough of feeling empty
life's all about surprise
in deepest dreams my heart is
not ready for such lies
and here I go again

My life feels like a tale
of lonely girl like Kelly
not happy one like Shane
this is another nightmare
and I can't change a thing

And this is not goodbye
not even little sign of
doing things I've done and felt again,again, again...

And feeling these thing's isn't right
ready for some change
not now
on and on I think about
life and all the meaning of
death, how I am gonna be without
same faces once again

Burning coals

They say
you never gonna get everything that you want
but I didn't want everything
I just wanted her
Although she meant everything in my life
she was just a part in my lonely heart

And damn
it took a nicer girl to make me whole again
I couldn't wish more than
her speak my name
and damn if she knew how I feel 'bout her
I wonder if I would have chance this time

My heart's divided in two parts
and first on probably doesn't know
that deep in me it still hurts
but second one's just clueless now

You're my burning coals
burning deep inside of me
burning for eternity
never going out
you're my fire flames
burning on the inside
and showing on the outside
of me

we could
be together if one of you would just call my name
through the rain, I would come along
I'd show my face
I'm putting my soul into this song
but I guess you won't recognize...

That my heart's divided in two
and one of them is your's
and deep in me it still hurts
because you have no clue

And there's my heart
and there's my soul
there's my body
and my thoughts
my confessions of my heart
telling that I would go far
there's my secrets
there's my hopes
there's my chances
and my doubts
I could tell it in your face
but I'm afraid
that you won't understand

Bloody "girlfriends"

Guess what time is it again?
It looks a lot like strawberry jam
It doesn't taste or smell that way
Cuz it's about the "bloody hell"

The thing that happens once a month
It happens sure with every girl
We call them "girlfriends" at some times
And we get angry at those times

So I guess you have figured out just now what
I'm talking about, what I'm telling you of
This is not about love or some pretty stuff
It is pretty dirty business called...
PMS!

I'm pretty sure you can't imagine
Why I'm telling you all these stories
I don't compare this thing to love
Cuz love rally sucks much more than that

I do enjoy them at some times
I think it's not good for the times
You know with all them dressing whites
It's cool for those who marry twice

So I went one day to look at pretty faces, They weren't so much most of them wore braces. It's not enough that it was crappy day, my "girlfriends" came across the way, and I had to wear those damn white pants, so basically they turned out red, so I went straight to the bus stop to wait, but guess what's next? The bus had weight, you know what I mean - many people in there, and I had to stand, cuz there was no place, so everyone saw my "pretty" ass, thank god I got home in that day, I sat on couch and cried away, the shame I had cuz of my "friends", that's why I never buy new trends...!

Use our mouths

First there was a boy
he made my tummy jump around
but in the end I'd understand
that we got nothing in common
we walked around a lot
but didn't use our mouths
now stop all of your looks...
I mean we didn't talk much!
so that was when I realized this isn't supposed to happen

Then there was this second boy
he was a lot like I was
but in the end I'd understand,
my tummy didn't jump up
we used our mouths a lot
just stop all of those looks...
I mean we talked a lot,
but just about computers
and that was when I realized this isn't gonna happen

Of course there was a third boy too
I wished he was like me
cause in the end I'd understand
he likes other type of girlies
we didn't use our mouths
enough with all your looks...
I mean we didn't talk much!
my tummy didn't jump at all
but something funny happened then
I felt and he felt too

I just hoped that in one day
I will meet the perfect mate
who'd make my tummy jump around
and who would use the mouth
now you can look
I meant the kiss

Number four, number five, all the other guys
they didn't make me feel that way
I'm always saying them- "no way!"
but hey there still are girls...!

Another twirl

I saw it with my two eyes
it wasn't such a big surprise
she went to a guy
kissed him
then smiled
I guess it wasn't very wise
from me to tell her more than twice
it obviously isn't nice
when a girl to a girl says...

How can I change the thing's I've done
my chances are completely gone
and just as much as I like her
another boy is at my door

I saw his smile with my own eyes
I know that I'm not very wise
he stood next to them
watched me
then stopped
another thought just made a knock
if I get with with him
will that make her jealous?

I can not change the way I feel
the boy is nearly at my feet
like I'm at feet to gorgeous girl
it's just another fucked up twirl

it obviously isn't nice
when a girl to a girl says a confess
confess of a love that's pure as sky
a love which usually makes us all die...

Hope you don't regret (I still would say yes)

Hope you don't regret
that you never gave me a chance
cause now I stand taller
than I did before
hope you don't regret
that you never gave me a chance
but I sill would say yes
to you

It's so hard to keep my eyes of of you
cause every time I'm close to you
I seem to feel you so
and when I see your hair
I can't seem, my dear,
to just go without looking at you

It's impossible to lock you out of my head
Cause every time I try
the key doesn't fit
and when I hear your voice
I don't have a choice
I just make some serious noise

Could you look at me
and could you smile at me
and could you just come to me
and kiss me seriously...
could you look at me
and start loving me from now...?

The same thing

There used to be a time when I didn’t look at the girls
there used to be a time
When I thought I had enough
And when I fell in love with this special person in my life
I guess that’s why I
I Don’t think about you

there must be a way
to be honest with myself
there must be a chance
for romance


oh, I wish I could
tell you the same thing
oh how I wish that you would act a little earlier
how I wish I could
stop loving this human being
it’s that I wish she would
tell the same thing to me


there was a time when I forgot all the silly things
I saw you in school
how I wished you would know
But I guess that it just really wasn’t meant to be
I guess that is why
you are thinking about me

oh there must be a way
for a sweet summer day
with or without hate
it’s enough with the fate

she doesn’t know
about my soul
and she doesn’t care
if I’m even there
and I know that you do
I know I’m acting like a fool

but I can’t see
and she doesn’t see
just like you didn’t see
the love I had in me