Bulletproof.

You shout it out,
But I can’t hear a word you say
I’m talking loud not saying much
I’m criticized but all your bullets ricochet
You shoot me down, but I get up
I’m bulletproof, nothing to lose
Fire away, fire away
Ricochet, you take your aim
Fire away, fire away
You shoot me down but I won’t fall
I am titanium
You shoot me down but I won’t fall
I am titanium
Cut me down
But it’s you who’ll have further to fall
Ghost town and haunted love
Raise your voice, sticks and stones may break my bones
I’m talking loud not saying much
I’m bulletproof, nothing to lose
Fire away, fire away
Ricochet, you take your aim
Fire away, fire away
You shoot me down but I won’t fall
I am titanium
You shoot me down but I won’t fall
I am titanium
I am titanium
I am titanium
Stone-hard, machine gun
Firing at the ones who run
Stone-hard as bulletproof glass
You shoot me down but I won’t fall
I am titanium
You shoot me down but I won’t fall
I am titanium
You shoot me down but I won’t fall
I am titanium
You shoot me down but I won’t fall
I am titanium
I am titanium

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I Move on from “Chicago”

While truckin’ down the road of life, although all hope seems gone,
I just move on.

When I can’t find a single star to hang my wish upon, I just move on,
I move on.

I run so fast, a shotgun blast can hurt me not one bit.

I’m on my toes cause heaven knows a moving target’s hard to hit.

So as we play in life’s ballet, we’re not the dying swans, we just move on,
we move on.

Just when it seems we’re out of dreams, and things have got us down.

We don’t despair, we don’t go there, we hang our bonnets out of town.

So there’s no doubt we’re well cut out to run life’s marathon, we just move on,
we just move on.

So fleet of foot, we can’t stay put, we just move on.
Yes, we move on!

Notes for the Future.

Never, ever befriend or trust anyone that you work with. I thought I always knew that- but lately, I’ve been reminded why I have trouble with relationships in all aspects. Cause they just cannot be trusted.

Yep, once again it’s been proven to me.Deep down, all people are the same. Period point blank. Everyone is scum.

People, regardless of their age, have no problem speaking about me behind my back, but cannot say jack s**t to my face. I’m tired of this nonsense. I thought I left high school far behind, but apparently not. Instead, under the guise of not sugar coating things for me “friends” tell me things that others are saying- yet, again, why are YOU telling me this??????? Grown men with no balls cannot say a thing. I just hate everyone, and I don’t discriminate. Everyone sucks equally.

The Man That Got Away

The night is bitter
The stars have lost their glitter
The winds grow colder
And suddenly you’re older
And all because of the man that got away.

No more his eager call
The writing’s on the wall
The dreams you dreamed have all
gone astray.

The man that won you
Has gone off and undone you.
That great beginning
Has seen the final inning.
Don’t know what happened. It’s all a crazy game!

No more that all time thrill
For you’ve been through the mill
And never a new love will
be the same.

Good riddance, goodbye!
Every trick of his you’re on to
But fools will be fools
And where’s he gone to?

The road gets rougher
It’s lonelier and tougher.
With hope you burn up
Tomorrow he may turn up
There’s just no let up the live-long night and day.

Ever since this world began
There is nothing sadder than
A one-man woman looking for
The man that got away…
The man that got away.