Emocienne

Guiltless, whatever you are Now, this is not what I always prove Nor is it something I look forward to The only machine that works is you And when I make you move You have not anything to fear The reasons are simple Perhaps, you may not like them But that is the effect You will see how it goes This efficiency will take you far Until the fluid leaves and lays you bare I will not laugh anymore Neither will I cry For there is nothing that makes me A rocky ride for all of us And then a giving of thanks for your economy Merry men  are those making the money After which no machine will work A path is long centered on u

Music is passion, It's true what they say And once its inside you, It never goes away(Ah...) The first time you feel it, Then you will know So grab ahold of the music, And don't ever let it go Just drive and drown Give in to the sound! And cry it out loud! (Just drive and drown) Straight to the top! We're not coming down! (Just drive and drown) Alone in the world! No-one else around! (Drive and drive and drown) Give in to the sound! Scream it out loud! Just drive and drive and drown (Scream it out loud!) (Drive and drown) (Not coming down!) Just drive and drive and drown Music is life, It's true what they say And if

When I was young, I believed in fairy tales. I believed that if your heart willed it, That love could overcome anything. That one day, two lovers could always be together. But those were simple lies I think... After all, how does one reach across a window; Reach across a screen... To hold someone on the other side, Before they slip through your fingers. Like a lonely dance between air and water, I can only stand on the surface of the lake, And see her smiling on the other side. ... Sometimes, I would draw pictures on the surface; These thin useless arms of mine scrawling tiny doodles, And she would smile and reply to each one: Includin

(So softly...)You drift away, You've had a taste, Of just what you face So many years, Have been erased Now cry... As you fall...from my grace... Give a cheer, yeah, let me hear, Look through my eyes...and see... Your fear... The future you thought you could escape... Is so... Near... So, give a cheer, For my sweet revenge I've lost my mind, I've come unhinged, And you...will pay... For everything! You'll feel my pain! When I...am done...I... Will be all that remains! (Give a cheer, for my sweet revenge) All...! That remains! (Give a cheer, for my sweet revenge) A bloody ruin...is all you've left... To me! Get on you

Pressure: You try to breathe, but you're barely breathing, You can't think clearly; you can barely speak. Your mind is filled with needless thoughts. Your cheeks are red and feverish... - You know what you must do, But you can't bring yourself to do it. Instead you jump into a thousand distractions... Mindlessly seeking the thrill of the 'anything', You cringe at the progress of time on the clock. And with lips gone dry from an internal hell-fire You continue to evade what you cannot face... -Chen Yuan Wen, 22nd June 2013