//-- Notes:
Bluesy, Folksy with acoustic with a nice southern rock beat and dirty guitar rock sound
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Sometimes I get lost in myself
Sometimes I lose sight of the prize
Sometimes I scream so loud
I don't even know what I'm screaming about
an' sometimes, sometimes I let my anger get the better of me
Oh baby I know, I know I'm not perfect
But I do the best I can to be me
OK, so I'm know I'm not the best there is
but baby I got everything you need
Oh can't you see?
So come on down
An' drink from my well
Find paradise in my arms
eternity in my kiss forever in bliss
we will always be like this
Our love story for all time they will tell
Sometimes I find myself
Sometimes I have my eye on the prize
Sometimes I scream so loud
I want you to know what I'm screaming about
an' sometimes, sometimes I let my love
get the best of me
Oh baby I know, I know my love's not clean
But I do the best I can to be free
OK, so I know my love isn't easy to hold
but honey my love is all, all that you need
so why don't you give in
and open your heart to me
Oh come on down, come on down
And drink from my well
Find paradise in my arms
eternity in my kiss forever in bliss
we will be like this
Our love story for all time they will tell
Sometimes I'm lost in myself
Sometimes I find myself
But I always find my way to you
Sometimes I don't know the prize
Sometimes I see the prize
But I always find heaven in your eyes
Oh and sometimes I scream so loud
I don't know what I'm screaming about
I know what I'm screaming about
But I always talk of my love for you
Sometimes anger gets the best of me
Sometimes love gets the best of me
But you always get the better me
So come on down, come on down
And drink from my well
drink so very deep
Find paradise in my embrace
let my smile be the sun on your face
eternity in my kiss forever in bliss
we will always be like this
Our love story for all time they will tell
Yeah they will tell
For all time
For all time
Paradise in my arms
Eternity in my kiss
Forever
Forever
Because sometimes
Sometimes
Sometimes
Sometimes love can be like this
//--- Notes:
Heavy, fast power chords double time for first verse. Groove thrash for the second.
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Now that you are dead
memories of you rush
through my head
the way I murdered you
the kicking, the screaming
oh how you turned blue
when I wrapped my hands
around your neck
I'll teach you bitch
to give me respect
Now the air you breath is getting thinner
you gasp and scream saying
that I'm some kind of sinner
is this real or just a dream
beacuse when I murdered you
I laughed at your screams
COMMENTS
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Naamah
07:16 Sep 10 2010
THESE ARE LOVELY. YOU SHOULD ADD SOME MORE.