Tellings
• Written by ZoeIsCincoXX
I get on with life as a storyteller,
I'm a confused kinda person.
playing music,
on the weekends.
I like to contemplate punk.
But when I start to daydream,
My mind turns straight to rock.
Sometimes I look at myself and I look into your eyes,
I notice the way you talk about rock with a smile,
Curved lips I just can't disguise.
But I think it's punk making my life worthwhile.
Why is it so hard for me to decide which I love more?
Punk or...
Rock?
words like 'riot,'
words like 'Fuck.'
I like to talk about punk.
But when I stop my talking,
My mind turns straight to rock.
Sometimes I look at myself and I look into your eyes,
I notice the way you talk about rock with a smile,
Curved lips I just can't disguise.
But I think it's punk making my life worthwhile.
Why is it so hard for me to decide which I love more?
Punk or...
Rock?
I like to hang out with them,
I like to kick back with him,
But when left alone,
My mind turns straight to rock.
Sometimes I look at myself and I look into your eyes,
I notice the way you talk about rock with a smile,
Curved lips I just can't disguise.
But I think it's punk making my life worthwhile.
Why is it so hard for me to decide which I love more?
Punk or...
Rock?I'm not too fond of pop-shit,
I really hate fairy tales,
But I just think back to punk rock,
And I'm happy once again.
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ZoeIsCincoXX
Member since October 15 2014