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Author: xo Secrets
Fiction Rated: T - English - General - Reviews: 1 - Published: 09-18-06 - Updated: 09-18-06 - Complete - id:2248596

And A Stage For You

Romeo's blood stains her teeth in denial
As she snaps at the bullets in her reserved trial.
Something bad is staining the air
But no one gives a fuck.

Well, everyone's looking.
The scene's not quite hooking.
The blood of the party's beginning to clot.

Suspended midair is her moment at last; she
Cuts down on the whiplash – it's all swordplay.
I ask you to hear me; "speak up" is what you say
With that script embedded in your hand.
Today I'm much more than pencil so try and erase me
As her words smother laughter like sand.
I can't understand why I stay
When you want everyone to see your one nightstand.

I suppose no pill could subdue the flames
While you blacked out my entitled places and names.
Finally free, you're cheating death –
That expanse hate will fill.

Well, everyone's looking.
The scene's not quite hooking.
The blood of the party's beginning to clot.

Suspended midair is her moment at last; she
Cuts down on the whiplash – it's all swordplay.
I ask you to hear me; "speak up" is what you say
With that script embedded in your hand.
Today I'm much more than pencil so try and erase me
As her words smother laughter like sand.
I can't understand why I stay
When you want everyone to see your one nightstand.

Drawing sin from burning crowds
You find 'no answer' is a solution.
When their vision suddenly clouds
Slipping façades bring evolution.
Drawing sin from burning crowds
You find 'no answer' is a solution.
When their vision suddenly clouds
Slipping façades bring evolution.

One arm and two claws,
Could you fail to please?
Choking all infrareds
You're a deadly disease.

Suspended midair is her moment at last; she
Cuts down on the whiplash – it's all swordplay.
I ask you to hear me; "speak up" is what you say
With that script embedded in your hand.
Today I'm much more than pencil so try and erase me
As her words smother laughter like sand.
I can't understand why I stay
When you want everyone to see your one nightstand.

Suspended midair is her moment at last; she
Cuts down on the whiplash – it's all swordplay.
I ask you to hear me; "speak up" is what you say
With that script embedded in your hand.
Today I'm much more than pencil so try and erase me
As her words smother laughter like sand.
I can't understand why I stay
When you want everyone to see your one nightstand.

((A/N: Despite The Title This Is Nothing To Do With Theatre Or Playing Gigs. The Stage In This Song Is A Metaphor; A Place Where You Get All The Attention. The One Character Of This Song Is The Occupant Of The Stage – The Attention Seeker. It Is Written From The Perspective Of Someone Wanting To Be Near This Person And Help Them, But The Character Won't Let Them And Continues Dramatising Their Life For The Pity Of Others. Most People Will Know Someone In Their Life Who May Apply To This Description...))



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