Monday, May 10, 2010

My Mistakes Were Made For You



About as subtle as an earthquake, I know,  
My mistakes were made for you.
And in the backroom of the bad dream, she came,
And whisked me away, enthused.

And it's as solid as a rock rolling down a hill,
The fact is that it probably will hit something,
On the hazardous terrain.

And we're just following the flock,
Around and in-between,
Before we're smashed to smithereens

Like they were, then we scramble from the blame
And it's the fame that put words in her mouth,
She couldn't help, but spit them out.
Innocence and arrogance entwined,
In the filthiest of minds.

She was bitten on her birthday,
And now a face in the crowd, she's not.
And I suspected now forever the shape
She came to escape, is forgot.

And it's a lot to ask her not to sting.
And give her less than everything;
Around your crooked conscience she will wind.

And we're just following the flock,
Around and in-between,
Before we're smashed to smithereens
Like they were, and we scrambled from the blame.
And it's the fame that put words in her mouth,
She couldn't help but spit them out
Around your crooked conscience she will wind.

And it's a lot to ask her not to sting,
And give her less than everything
Innocence and arrogance entwined.

2 comments:

Uncle Lee said...

Hello Lili, beautiful lyrics. I have not heard this song before, but its beautiful.
And the words are meaningful too.
Hope you had a wonderful Mother's day.
You stay young and keep a song in your heart, best regards, Lee.

lili said...

Hi Lee!

I heard this song for the first somewhere in May last year.
Beautiful lyrics indeed, and I can play around with my own interpretation of the song.

Still "is forgot" bothers me! Hahaha!
I guess writing lyrics has its exception in grammar.