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In Your Head
04:54
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IN YOUR HEAD
(C)2009 A. A. Sitnikoff
Well there I am in your head again
You say you can't keep a good woman down
You're trying not to keep a good woman down
Behind the bars
Of your protected chest
You've gotta keep head and heart arms' length
You've gotta separate desire from sense
So what you see aint what you wanna get
Well God forbid you'd feel the burn,
The yearn to desecrate the loneliness
I can't be the one always reaching out
To only find fits and starts of random superficial want.
I can't be one of those who bites your dust
To be a momentary false pretence
Then back in line for hope of your observance
I can't be the one
So there I am in your head again
You say you can't keep a good woman down
You're trying not to keep this good woman down
When I glide through your thoughts once more
Like some soaring mythical beast
You won't own but somehow fear to release
Coz I've woken you from your mind's mundane
Well you attracted just what you'd hoped
But can't abide it penetrating your soul
Well I can't be the one always reaching out....
I can't be the one who leaves the porch light on
In wish you'll find your way clear
To end a devastate and repeat.
I can't be one of
Your starving hoards
Sustaining on the thin air
Of your light and breezy mind affairs.
I can't the one always reaching out
To only find fits and starts
Of random superficial want.
I can't that one
I can't be that one
I can't that one
No I can't be the one.
Oh there I am in your head again
While you keep head and heart arms'length
You separate desire from sense.
I'm in your head again
I'm in your head again
So I'm in your head
So I'm in your head
I'm in your head
In your head
Well baby so what?!
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Diamonds
05:44
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DIAMONDS
Take a breath baby,
The sky won't fall down.
Go inside now
Past the guards of your pride,
And self-inflicted promises.
Open up your eyes,
Your pretty saffire eyed Soul,
Field forget-me-nots,
By the glow Of passion's fireflies.
Sacred firefly, are you there yet?
Take your time baby,
Inner you ain't going nowhere.
It's your private sanctum,
Your secret garden affair.
Turn on the fairy lights,
Of your mind So ev'ry fear becomes
A shadow in hiding,
Lay down your truth,
Explore it tenderly,
Ev'ry crevice of its craving.
Can you feel the meaning of this,
What my meaning is, yet?
CHORUS Then if your heart cries out,
I'll consider its tears Diamonds.
When you see the writing upon
Your soul's wall,
Those words'll be my precious
Pearls of wisdom.
When you lay down your alms
And surrender your Stubborn ground,
You'll still be champion of,
But a greater cause,
Than you thought existed.
And if your heart cries out
Those tears will be,
My diamonds.
Gently lay your truth down
Explore it tenderly,
Ev'ry crevice of its craving.
Can you feel the meaning of this,
The precious meaning of this?
Let you feel the meaning of this,
What my meaning is, yeah.
CHORUS
And if your heart cries out For me, yeah me,
Those tears will be,
Just baby making Diamonds.
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Break Her
04:21
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BREAK HER
words&music(c) A. A. Sitnikoff (annushkasempire)
Whatcha know, how's ya bin?
How's that picket fence ya built?
Not so white as snow, now is it?
How's your guilt, does it show?
By acting loyal to the bone?
It's comical she thinks you're her true love's treasure.
What's it like, your double life?
Two cars, kid, dog and wife?
How'd ya feel when her ignorance smiles at ya?
She don't know where you've been aching.
She don't know just what could break her
Idealistic little mind.
She thinks she's gotcha good for the keeping,
She don't know what she's been reaping
Is all the passion that you feel for somebody new.
She don't have a clue whatcha do could break her.
How's your nights? Your haunted bed?
when you sweat what name you've said?
Coz the point of passion's no return aint her face.
About your dreams?
Can't you wait
To close your eyes and taste
The cherry mouth, the ivory curves of your longing?
She don't where you've been aching.
She don't know just what could break her idealistic little mind.
She thinks she's got you good for the keeping,
She don't know what's she's been reaping
is all the passion that you feel for somebody new.
Yeah she don't have a clue what you do
Could break her.
Only you know and I know
Where there's depth of connection.
Yeah only you get and I fill your spirit's lack of affection.
Yeah only I woke baby's slumber
With red-hot reminder
What you need aint whatcha you gettin
Whatcha you got is zombie living
She don't know I make you ache
And she don't know how i could break her
Idealistic little mind.
She thinks she's got you good for the keeping
When all the passion she's been reaping
Is subject to my soulful spell you've fallen under.
Yeah she don't know what I know
Could break her
Break her
Break her
Yeah I could break her
Yeah you could break her
Yeah we could break her
Go on and break HER!
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4. |
Rose n Thorn
06:11
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In the chill of grey, in the shades of dark,
In the corners of unconscious,
Stirs the soul of hidden heart.
Through the truth of dreamscape
And disillusionment's sad wake,
Over seas and mountains wicked ways,
Comes to bare that which won't yield to change.
Down the wire of silver thread,
And the iron denial in sweet head,
And the resurrection of love's lament,
Self control can't stand a chance
Against the salt in the wound
The depth of the pain,
The bain of the pleasure,
The tears in the rain,
The cross that is born,
The scar that won't fade,
The eye in the storm,
The rose n thorn.
When soft rain trails down you neck,
And the sun beats on your naked chest,
They are tortured touches of regret
For ev'ry time you've turned away.
Then the seals you forged on never's grave
wax and wain with every break
To have and hold and feel your way
To where you know you oughta be,
How many buttons must you bring undone?
How many mouths must tempt to prove your vacant heart?
How many feminine wiles close your eyes
Coz your kiss don't belong there?
Coz I'm the salt in your wound,
The depth of your pain,
The bain of your pleasure,
your tears in the rain,
The cross that you bear,
The scars that won't fade,
The eyes in your storm.
You're the salt in my wound,
The depth of my pain,
The bain of my pleasure,
My tears in the rain,
The cross that I bare,
The scars that won't fade,
The only eyes in my storm,
You're my rose n thorn.
We're the nights we can't take,
The famine of give,
A serial death,
The reason we live,
The heroes of romance dive from the cliff,
We're the silence of passion at dawn.
You're all I can take
I'm the gift you won't give,
I'm over your shoulder,
You're wound in my head,
Your the secret I keep,
I'm the name you can't speak.
You are the salt in my wound.
I am the depth of your pain.
You are the bain of my pleasure.
I am the scar that won't fade.
You are the cross I bear.
I am your tears in the rain.
We are the eyes in the storm.
Baby you I are rose n thorn.
We are, we are bound and torn
By love's rose and thorn.
Baby you I are are rose and thorn
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5. |
Lines
06:43
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LINES
words&music (c) A. A. Sitnikoff
I cannot wear you any better,
Than if I were star you were shine,
If I was pure spirit,
And you were my mortal coil.
I cannot wear you any better,
If I were lover's first entwine,
And you were harvest lunar,
In illuminating waltz on my desire.
If I were Spring's first flower,
And you were a honey bee,
The continuum of my glory,
Would rely on you for the life of me.
You're dawn's fingers through the blinds.
You're sun's touch touch down my cheek,
That sensual place between dreamscape,
And my blue eyes wide awake to the day.
Ev'ry moment of your weakness,
Conjures my bliss.
Ev'ry line upon your face,
I swear life has placed there for my kiss.
You're dawn's fingers through the blinds.
You're sun's touch down my cheek,
That sensual place between dreamscape,
And my blue eyes wide awake to the day.
You're the promise of red dusk,
For a clear sailing morrow.
You're the last word of eve prayer,
Until your absence is my greatest waking sorrow.
Ev'ry moment of your weakness,
Conjures my bliss,
Ev'ry line upon your face,
I swear life has placed there for my kiss.
I cannot wear you any better,
Than if I were star, I were star,
You were shine.
You're my shine shine shine shine shine shine shine.
Ev'ry line, ev'ry line,
Life has placed there for my kiss,
For my kiss,
For my kiss,
Your lines for my kiss,
For my kiss,
For my kiss,
For my kiss,
You're lines were made for my kiss.
For my kiss,
For my kiss
For my kiss.
Ev'ry moment of your weakness,
Conjures my bliss.
Ev'ry line upon your face,
Life has placed there for my kiss
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