Amy Lee (Evanescence)

I am too lazy to make a beat, just imagine it to the beat of On Melancholy burol sa pamamagitan ng Gorillaz (Search kareoke version) I GIVE FULL CREDIT TO THEM, I DID NOT MAKE THIS BEAT
(When I do this - after a word it means stretch out the word)


Come along with me
And maybe, you will see.
That I cannot do
What you what me to
Oh no-

It can't always will be your way.
Every single day-
I'll try.
But when you lie...
Oh no-

Listen to the beat.
Of these sheets.
Of blood and tears.
When you are near.

Maybe-
It's not to be.
Sadly-
Opposites don't attract...

[CHORUS]

Love-
pag-ibig is like glass-
Once it is passed-
Through my hands-
Pieces-
Not to be pickin'
Up the pieces

[repeat]

[repeat verse]

:P

Okay, now I don't sing, I was just board... :P:P:P:P

trust me i know you either
a leader of my dreams IN MY DREAMS FEELING My DEEPS trust me

i knew from a long time
hearing your voice in my ears everytime
everymoment everyhour
listening to my puso saying you are coming back
no way ,no way,no way

(chours)
trust me i know either
a leader of my dreams
IN MY DREAMS FEELING MY
DEEPS trust me

who are you to take my puso away with you?
(chours who are you?) to take me along with love??
do you feel my puso bringing me back to you??
knowing alot about you and me?????

(chours)
trust me i know you either a leader of my dreams
IN MY DREAMS FEELING ME DEEPS
x3


TRUST ME!!!!!!!!

When I was 11 I auditioned for a competition called the Echt factor(I know it's a cheesy name:D) After the audition I was really anxios to know if I had been accepted. Then two days later when I came tahanan from school my parents were waiting for me.
" They called!" my mum sinabi shaking her head.
I really thought I hadn't gotten through to the finals. But then it tuned out I had. I was sooo happy to have the chance to win something this big. But 1 buwan 2 weeks later the practicing had paid off. I had won, I got handed my £150 and my medal, I was so proud and I got to shake hands with someone that knows an awful lot about music, he worked on the radio. Nothing much has changed since then, except that I am so much madami confident than I was before the show.

I wrote this as a diary of someone who is depressed.


I am dying,
It feels my soul is rotting in my fragile heart,
My fragile Buto will soon rot,
Should I give up?
I miss happiness,
Music helps me through this,
People say my songs are great,
What do you think?
Could my dream come true?
That’s why I’m alive,
I’m waiting,
My life isn’t over yet,
I have things to live for,
And things I haven’t done,
People unmet,
Songs unsung,
mga kaibigan not made,
I want true happiness,
Can’t heal my heart,
Must harm my body to numb the pain inside,
Scars cover my body,
To burn my flesh would be giving up,
So I run I the heat,
Slowly pushing my fingers into my eyes,
Bleeding puso is all I know,
I haven’t told anyone,
Secrets,
My mouth is sealed shut,
I can’t stand the pain,
Why is it like this?