Jewels and Lions

il be the dream and you be the dreamer
all you do is shoot me
again and again
with same sound
that surounds
my thoughts and mind,
drowning me
in the beat
i cant explain
what im thinking about.
i feel
like im being ripped
appart by everything,
but then again
im as whole as ever
she loved him,
waiting for the right moment,
but he just got up
and took another,
so she just waited,
and finally stopped waiting
and walked up
and just told him
straight up,
and he returned the affection
everyone can dream,
but only some act
upon their dreams
the only thing
that keeps me up
is the dream that i
will one day be yours
stilletos and satin
are just a sign
of royalty,
but the real royalty
is what is in the mind,
money doesnt make it

We all keep our posture
And hope for perfection
But what is all of this leading to?
Every shotgun wedding played
And every auction you attended
Will be highly remembered by all.
And I am your narrator
And this is just a prologue
To a very fun night, indeed
So thank you for the attention
But let’s hold the applause ‘till the end…
Let’s keep our promise of composure
And attend all the events
Held by those we despise.
It’s just called politeness!
Boys will be boys
And girls will be girls
And everything has an end.
This is the end of our time
So say your farewells
And hope death on them
In your dreams.
But every end is a beginning
So this has all just begun…