Music and Roses

Tonight, it's raining roses.
They're falling on your head.
You can't see anything, really,
except for blue, and black, and red.
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when you say it is raining roses i feel like you mean it's raining pain. because at the end you said blue, and black and red so i thought of bruises

The lights are shining brightly,
sifting through the memories.
Why can't we just forget the smoke
and enjoy the nicotine?
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you want to put this moment behind you yet you want to live it to the fullest.

No buzz to hide the tired shame,
just listen to the rhythm of the song.
Swing your hips against him, babe,
his hands at your sides all night long.
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like i can see someone listening to music but it isn't so loud...like their head is so fogged up that they can hardly her the music.

Hands to move you side to side,
two bodies in one beat.
Can't see beyond the roses, dear,
and the hands producing heat.
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I thought of homecoming right here actually

Don't you feel amazing now?
Don't you feel beautiful yet?
The music's loud, and he's too close,
...God, why can't we forget?
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you feel like the crap you just took is suppsed to make you feel better.

You can smell the roses on his breath,
it's hot against your ears.
Feel him up behind you, love;
no need, no need to fear.
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i like the line you can smell the roses on his breath...it's weird but i like it

Fall asleep and hear the rain,
the rain of roses for your night.
Wake up, it's just a memory...
you still flying like a kite?
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then i got confused >.<

Sweet!

[Fall asleep and hear the rain,
the rain of roses for your night.
Wake up, it's just a memory...
you still flying like a kite?]
-Very beautifully written
great job!

Outstanding! ;)
Sarah>>