Song Lyrics

VICES
vices are like vice scripts, they got a tight grip. it's hidden behind the smile on my lips... Man! i've been through so much pain it feels weird when things are right, had so many dark times it feels weird
By MUJAHID A. KARIM4 months ago in Poets
Something Like Love
It's getting cold in here, I can tell, can you feel it my head in the clouds and my heart on the wheel Look ma, I made it, because I don't quit
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden4 months ago in Poets
Where Did We Go Wrong
It’s getting late and I’m thinking of you. My loved ones where did we go wrong? All of the hard days. All of the hard nights.
By Leiann Lynn Rose Spontaneo4 months ago in Poets
Heaven
I know you are now in Heaven, But why does it hurt like Hell? You have battled a long, hard fight, Gave it all your might.
By Jennisea Standing Rock4 months ago in Poets
Buzzed (A Memory of a Girl)
I. Pink Floyd screams in my ears as the four walls close in to hide the streaming tears. and rusts my shield of tin. II.
By Dean Traylor4 months ago in Poets
VICES
VICES vices are like vice scripts, they got a tight grip. it's hidden behind the smile on my lips... Man! i've been through so much pain it feels weird when things are right, had so many dark times it feels weird
By MUJAHID A. KARIM4 months ago in Poets
Outta space
OUTTASPACE by Muji Verse 1: I love my alone time, but usually end up in a crowded place. I never plan it, but somehow, I’m outta space.
By MUJAHID A. KARIM4 months ago in Poets
Love Is Patient
You can listen to the song while reading the lyrics if you'd like to- Just press play! They say that love is patient It's a beautiful idea, I guess
By Sara Wilson4 months ago in Poets
𝕄𝕪 ℝ𝕖𝕕𝕖𝕖𝕞𝕖𝕣 𝕃𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕤
Who taught the sun where to stand in the morning? and who taught the ocean You can only come this far? and who showed the moon
By Colleen Walters4 months ago in Poets
“The Light‑Weight Coffee Ballad”
This is a light weight video from Sweetie Bird. She had Mom, Vicki, me, turn off the news to have fun today. Taking a break. No Folgers for me, just light weight humor, and light weight coffee with no acid to burn through the atmosphere,
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 4 months ago in Poets
Moments Of Impact
I beg for respiration With fingers pressed around my neck Grace appears in sand like pebbles Needing a path of separation
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden4 months ago in Poets
Sinners and Saints . Content Warning.
We do the things that the heroes wouldn't ... Not because they're weak, or because they couldn't... But rather, because their morals dictate that they shouldn't.
By Amy Lyn Calico4 months ago in Poets