SEWER WATER Written by Emma Louise Woods 4/1/03 Seldom I’m away from home Have no one to call my own Reaching out to hold you tight Though your body’s out of sight My head rests upon my hands Knowing you won’t understand Bloody knuckles a craving hunger In denial to why I shudder Great companions left me here to die Second glances left me here to cry Sitting in the old drain pipe Cannot seem to find the light Rats running all around me My self-pity made me see How much greed I used to know Left me once I lost my home Bloody knuckles a craving hunger In denial to why I shudder Great companions left me here to die Second glances left me here to cry No where to preach alone desolate No remedy lash out meet my fate Sewer water now what I call home Made me see how much I am alone Bloody knuckles a craving hunger In denial to why I shudder Great companions left me here to die Second glances left me here to cry Bloody knuckles a craving hunger In denial to why I shudder Great companions left me here to die Second glances left me here to cry BEAUTY LIES IN OUR FLAWS Written by Emma Louise Woods 3/1/03 I try to be pretty I try to hide my flaws I wear so much makeup still you dig in your claws I wanted to be you molded to perfection But I’m not you and one day I will see Everyone’s pretty, Everyone is beautiful Not everyone’s ripe, they are rotten deep inside Not everyone’s gold, for even youth must grow old But beauty lies in our flaws I am now beginning to see things differently I don’t want to be you cos I love being me Don’t you try to be them they’re masters of the false Just remember that being you is true Everyone’s pretty, Everyone is beautiful Not everyone’s ripe, they are rotten deep inside Not everyone’s gold, for even youth must grow old But beauty lies in our flaws We must stand our ground This confidence we found Will last and last and last Everyone’s pretty, Everyone is beautiful Not everyone’s ripe, they are rotten deep inside Not everyone’s gold, for even youth must grow old But beauty lies in our flaws Everyone’s pretty, Everyone is beautiful Not everyone’s ripe, they are rotten deep inside Not everyone’s gold, for even youth must grow old But beauty lies in our flaws SORRY Written by Emma Louise Woods 3/1/03 Sorry is the hardest word for men to say That is why they usually throw things away They have too much pride to admit they were wrong Poor excuses like "she didn’t mean a thing" There’s no way you can woo me back with a ring The bottom line is what has been done is done I used to love you and now I hate you I adored you now I want to break you I used to like you I used to need you Now I am so glad I’m not with you Troubles the consequence of what was once us You used up your chance now you lost my trust And you think women are the ones to play games Right now I don’t care that I’m missing you We are both better off now that we are through I used to love you and now I hate you I adored you now I want to break you I used to like you I used to need you Now I am so glad I’m not with you I used to love you and now I hate you I adored you now I want to break you I used to like you I used to need you Now I am so glad I’m not with you I used to love you and now I hate you I adored you now I want to break you I used to like you I used to need you Now I am so glad I’m not with you I used to love you and now I hate you I adored you now I want to break you I used to like you I used to need you Now I am so glad I’m not with you MY HUMANITY Written by Emma Louise woods 4/1/03 My bones feel like they’re made out of chalk I feel them grind each day that I walk How did it feel to fall out of the sky? I know it hurt but still I ask why This is a tragedy that has hold of me It’s just my humanity showing its head If I walk backwards fly around like a bee Will I show mercy, will I show empathy? My body hurts I have a disease This virus has taken over me If I leap into the waterfall Will I die someone just let me know? This is a tragedy that has hold of me It’s just my humanity showing its head If I walk backwards fly around like a bee Will I show mercy, will I show empathy? Because I feel am I real I am a slave to this life Being human I must kneel This kingdom led by the knife This is a tragedy that has hold of me It’s just my humanity showing its head If I walk backwards fly around like a bee Will I show mercy, will I show empathy? This is a tragedy that has hold of me It’s just my humanity showing its head If I walk backwards fly around like a bee Will I show mercy, will I show empathy? |