LYRIC FOR SALE

By Natasha Toolate

Chorus: Tearing me to the ground when the world comes around
Feeling tied back down to the crown
Flying to the trees bringing him to his knees
How's he's loving me
Eyes become weak wanting a peak
He could barely speak
How he chose me
People become nosy
Pulling pedals out from the posies
Verse 1: Trying to keep the peace
While we're asleep
Something for us to seek
Falling to our knees on what drives me
How it carries pain is barried
Things become scary
People become daring
Shot in the heart with the darts
Before it could start
Tearing us a world apart
Pricing it out
Silencing the loud
Pulling everything upside down
Falling to the scolding ground
Nothing is all around
Bullets are spared as nobody is there
It's time to care
Chorus
Verse 2: Picking out the thorns
Others are holding horns
When you are scorned
Nobody was torn
The lesson learned
The rubber was burned
Circles in a turn
People return with the night skies
Time passing by
Sparks begin to fly
They wonder why
Someone wanted to lie
Not telling a soul
Life was already put on hold
Nobody told the past got old
Chorus