Pretty Songs

So many people lost today.

So many take an easy way,

sell their souls and give their love away.

Believing in songs no matter what they say.

But dancing blindly doesn’t pay.

No one drinks for the good they’ve done.

Let’s raise a glass to forget what we’ve become.

Pretty songs make me live in a memory.

Pretty songs make me forget reality.

I’m living through lyrics and a melody.

But now I’m writing my own story.

Your heart and mind write your own destiny.

Our lives are now a parody.

We lost ourselves inside a good melody.

Acting like we don’t care and don’t feel,

we’ve lost sight of what’s actually real.

I was so lost and I was broken.

I believed every lyric sung or spoken.

But now I am free, my heart and mind are open. 

Pretty songs make me live in a memory.

Pretty songs make me forget reality.

I’m living through lyrics and a melody.

But now I’m writing my own story.

Your heart and mind write your own destiny.

We’re dancing together; we’re singing on the street.

But we’re changing the words, switching up the beat.

Pretty songs make me live in a memory.

Pretty songs make me forget reality.

I’m living through lyrics and a melody.

But now I’m writing my own story.

Your heart and mind write your own destiny.

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