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fallenangel
Lexi Keegan
United Kingdom, Nottingham

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Stop living a lie.

He sits alone at a table in a small cafe
Drowning his tears in a bottomless cup of coffee
And hes tumbling into his thoughts
His memories are all tied in knots
And who is going to save him
No one wants to know him

She stands alone in a place where no one knows her name
She catches them staring they turn around and vanish the frame
And shes nursing her head and her pride
She died long ago deep down inside
And who is going to save her
No one wants to know her

I cant believe that you'd pull on a sleeve when you cry
You stick in the knife then give the kiss of life
Live the lie
And we all have a saviour
So do yourself a favour
Stop living the lie

He sits alone and looks up to the eyes of an angel
She catches him staring and smiles the smile of an angel
And she asks him if this chair is free
He said yes will you sit here with me
No one would have saved him
We should all learn from them

I cant believe that you'd pull on a sleeve when you cry
You stick in the knife then give the kiss of life
Live the lie
And we all have a saviour
So do yourself a favour
Stop living the lie

Lie.... lie.... stop living the lie

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taylortroutman Comment by: taylortroutman - 2008-05-19 19:22
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Thank you for the challenge to be pro-active. I like how you stress individual agency in reaching out to others, transforming strangers into neighbors. I also appreciate how this agency represents truth, in the sense that it refuses to maintain the status quo, accept excuses...live the lie. Bravo!
Anne Comment by: Anne - 2007-07-04 12:35
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I agree with everyone else this would make a nice song . Lovely work
writergrlxo Comment by: writergrlxo - 2007-06-27 16:36
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I agree with Kelly. That is such a song. I could hear someone like Staind singing it maybe. Good job. :)
Caleb David Comment by: Caleb David - 2007-06-17 18:06
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Love the different view points.
Kelly Comment by: Kelly - 2007-06-17 18:03
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this would be a nice song. i can absolutely hear it in my head.
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