ChemicalsYour kisses taste like,Sweet chemicals.A toxic desire,That burns way down deep.I yearn to be close to you,But each time we touch,It's like my skin turns to fireA delicious disasterIs what we are.A chemical concoctionSavory like a witches brewStir it upYour kisses taste like,Chocolate acidA toxic passionThat quickens your breathingI yearn to be close to youBut each time we touchIt's like my heart skips all the beatsA wonderful catastropheIs what we areMy chemical loveYou'll be the death of me.
The Ice KingSteely features froze in placeIce and stone make up a faceA statue in the place of manA ruler of a barren landHe waits this kingFor one day to find a queenBut no one there has the heartTo love the king or play the partA woman who lacks pure sightMight find him sane, and completely rightBut the poor soulWhose heart he is set uponShe finds his whole quite wrongThe king of ice, and the daughter of sunNot meant to beBut his heart was wonLocked up she staysLike Rapunzel in the olden daysHis hand she will takeTo free the kingdom from his icy wakeHe is happyAnd she learns to loveUnderneath the creature she thought he was
Memories of UsThe memories of us,Don't bother me anymore.I can take it now,The pain that comes,Along with losing you.I know what I feel,The hurt in my heart,It's just too real,To ignore anymore.When sleep comes,Which it rarely does.I follow blindly,A shadow of you.Along a path,Throughout my dreams.The memories of us,Or so they seem,Aren't so great,As id hoped they'd be.Scary are some,The memories of us.I know what I feel,The fear in my gut.It's quite a fright,And it gives me chills.The memories of us.The good,Made up in my head.The bad,All too real.Memories.Nightmares.Memories re-visited,Time and time again.Memories.
The mushroomThe lonely little mushroom sitsUnder the flowers hidden in the shadeThe damp quaint homeSuits him just fineHe does not moveHe does not weepHe does not feel at all smallAt the tall flowers feetHe is not flashyHe does not gleamThe lonely little mushroomAt the foot of the flowerHas all he needsHe sees the butterflies transformHanging from the flowers armHe sees the beetles scurry alongSo quick and sleekThe lonely little mushroomIs not alone at allAt the flowers feetHe has all he needs
When I talkWhenever I talkI feel like I'm screamingBecause no one can hearThe words that I'm sayingIt strains on my voiceAnd I think I may cryNo one can hear meI'm just wonderingWhy?I know that I'm quietBut I know I do speakMy voice can be loudI know it's not weakWhenever I talkI feel like I'm screamingBecause no one can hearThe words that I'm saying.No one can hear meI'm just wonderingWhy?
Rest nowFor once I want to have a silent dreamOne where people don't run or screamNo one there is being chasedOr i'm running like i'm in a raceI just want a dream where everything is stillA calm peace that just settles inAnd it stays for as long as it likesA quiet dreamSilence for once in a life timeIn my dreamsNot when I'm wide awakeNot reoccuringJust stillMaybe a little breezeRelaxing against a treeShhhhhhhRest now.
Happy FeelingsIf I tried to make you seeThe effect you have on meWould it be a big surprise?When you finally realizeI loved you all alongWhen the other girls moved onI was always by your sideIt was me you saw in your spare timeYou were yourselfI was myselfWe were ourselvesApart we were greatBut together we were betterThe effect you have on meAre the butterflies I feel?Floating to my heart giving it a thrillThe red in my cheeksTo match the color we bleedThe sound of my voice that escapesThe hum in my earsThe laughter till tearsThe effect you have on meIt is making meMaking meHappy.