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I am RACHEL!!
poems are good.

friends and family are better.

music is my life. that's pretty much me, summed up.

 

"Samson"
--Regina Spektor.

You are my sweetest downfall
I loved you first, I loved you first.
beneath the sheets of paper lies my truth,
I have to go, I have to go.
Your hair was long when we first met.

Samson went back to bed,
not much hair left on his head.
he ate a slice of wonderbread
and went right back to bed.
and the history books forgot about us,
and the bible didn't mention us,
and the bible didn't mention us,
not even once

you are my sweetest downfall,
i loved you first, i loved you first.
beneath the stars came falling on our heads
but they're just old lights,
they're just old lights
your hair was long when we first met

Samson came to my bed,
told me that my hair was red.
told me i was beautiful,
came into my bed.
i cut his hair myself one night
a pair of dull scissors in the yellow light;
and he told me that i'd done alright
he kissed me til the morning light,
the morning light,
and he kissed me til the morning light.

Samson went back to bed,
not much hair left on his head.
he ate a slice of wonderbread
and went right back to bed.
oh we couldn't break the columns down
yeah, we couldn't destroy a single one
the history books forgot about us
the bible didn't mention us,
not even once.

you are my sweetest downfall.
i loved you first.
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"She Is Love"
--Parachute.

i've been beaten down, i've been kicked around
but she takes it all for me.
and i lost my faith, in my darkest days
but she makes me want to believe.

they call her love, love, love, love, love
they call her love, love, love, love, love
she is love
she is all i need.
she's all i need.

well i had my ways, they were all i vain
and she waited patiently.
it was all the same, all my pride and shame
but she put me on my feet.

they call her love, love, love, love, love
they call her love, love, love, love, love
she is love.
she is all i need.

she is love.
and she is all i need.
she is love.
and she is all i need.
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"World of Chances"
--Demi Lovato.

you've got a face for a smile, ya know.
a shame you waste it when you're breaking me slowly,
but i've got a world of chances for you.
i've got a world of chances for you.
i've got a world of chances, chances that you're burning through.

i've got a paper and pen.
i go to write you goodbye and that's when i know
i've got a world of chances for you.
i've got a world of chances for you.
i've got a world of chances, chances that you're burning through.

oh, i'm going my own way, my faith has lost its strength again.
and oh, it's been too hard to say
we've fallen off the edge again.
we're at an end. we're at an end.

maybe you'll call me some day.
hear the operator say "the number's no good"
and that "she had a world of chances for you.
she had a world of chances for you.
she had a world of chances, chances you were burning through
chances you were burning through.
chances you were burning through."

you've got a face for a smile, ya know.

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"Playing God"
--Paramore.

i can't make my own decisions, or make any with precision.
well maybe you should tie me up, so i don't go where you dont want me.
you say that i've been changing, that i'm not just simply aging.
yeah how could that be logical?
just keep on cramming ideas down my throat.

you dont have to believe me,
but the way i, way i see it
next time you point a finger i might have to bend it back
or break it, break it off.
next time you point a finger, i'll point you to the mirror.

if god's the game that you're playing,
well we must get more acquainted.
cause it has to be so lonely to be the only one who's holy.
it's just my humble opinion, but it's one that i believe in.
you don't deserve a point of view
if the only thing you see is you.

you dont have to believe me,
but the way i, way i see it
next time you point a finger i might have to bend it back
or break it, break it off.
next time you point a finger, i'll point you to the mirror.

this is your last second chance (i'll point you to the mirror)
i'm half as good as it gets (i'll point you to the mirror)
i'm on both sides of the fence (i'll point you to the mirror)
without a hint of regret i'll hold you to it.

you dont have to believe me,
but the way i, way i see it
next time you point a finger i might have to bend it back or break it, break it off.
next time you point a finger, i'll point you to the mirror.
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"Misguided Ghosts"
--Paramore.

i am going away for a while,
but i'll be back don't try and follow me.
cause i'll return as soon as possible.
see i'm trying to find my place, but it might not be here where i feel safe.
we all learn to make mistakes.
and run from them, from them with no direction.
we'll run from them, from them with no conviction.

cause i'm just one of those ghosts
traveling endlessly.
don't need no roads, in fact they follow me.
and we just go in circles.

well now i'm told that this is life
and pain is just a simple compromise.
so we can get what we want out of it.
would someone care to classify our broken hearts and twisted lives
so i can find someone to rely on and run to them, to them full speed ahead.
oh you are not useless.

we are just misguided ghosts
traveling endlessly.
the ones we trusted the most pushed us far away.
and there's no one road.
we should not be same.
but i'm just a ghost.
and still they echo me. they echo me in circles.