Songs Book - Custom Made Lyrics.

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- Luke J.R



Blinded by the sight of a reaper, fallen in the arms of a God.

Taken back for the end of time. A new beginning holds the rhythm.

Rhythm, a change of the keys. Hold them down together and plead.

Furious faces everywhere, millions of races in the air, it’s a war out here and there.

Furious faces everywhere, millions of races in the air, it’s a war out here and there.


Frozen and violated in ice cold waters. Freezing showers tonight.

You got to love how a snowball fight can break out into a riot.

How an end and beginning can send… so many away from their family.

It’s amazing how small you are compared to what is around you.

And they stare, oh they stare, at the open air around you.


Blinded by the sight of a reaper, fallen in the arms of a God.

Taken for the end of time. A new beginning holds the rhyme.

You’re out of time. You’re out of luck.

It’s a fallen rhythm that seems to hold the keys to your life.

As if it falls down to you, a feather covered in deep blue.

It really makes me crazy, when I see them so lazy.

They hold their arms into the sky, why or why? It’s a dream come true for you.

Does it ever have a reason to be so crystal blue? Is it just the end of a season for the fallen love of you?

Am I holding back this shit, just to break the seasonal twist, and hold onto that wrist?

Am I wrong or do I pleas an for the chains around this rift? Am I holding it back again?

Do I have to start far away? – Am I controlling the seasons for you? – Do I have to stay again?  

Is it a reason to why I have the rhyme to your keys and holding down your knees is no reason for me?


Is it just for you and me? Or am I falling to the bottom of another dark sea.

Drowning away in the toxic rivers and holding my last breath.

Is it wrong to reason? Or must I grant a treason to run that early bath?

Am I fallen season just to hold the cards to you and those keys holding down you.

Am I wrong to reason? Am I going to have to hold you down, down, down!

Do you have my reason why I’m so down? Can I borrow a treason just to hold you down!

It’s like, burying yourself in the waters, swimming in toxic seas…

A change in your face is the end of me sitting on these knees. Knees.

Am I wrong to reason with the one and only?

Am I wrong to treason past the due to you?

Everything that I say to you, I mean it from the end.

Am I holding the cards to you, you and your future friend?

Am I taking this back from you? From you? From you? From you?

Everything that I say to you, I meant it from the end.

A change in your face is all I see, just the fury of you and me.

Am I wrong to reason why you match around in three?

Am I wrong to treason just for your family?

Am I holding this season of a dark ugly past?

Am I borrowing greisen on a marched out empty path.


You are like my only stone, a mend of alone.

It reminds me of so many things from the past, from the past.

Am I wrong to reason with your empty keys?

Am I shared to season on freedom of your Knees?

Do I have an empty path for you and me?

Am I the reason why you are running away from me?

So free, so free, so free.

Look what happened to you and me.

It’s like a path of empty keys, a shared reaper held on knees.

And it wonders why I ask you so many damn questions.

And I’m told that you and I can be frozen for a season.

And you told me with treason that I am not the only one who holds your magic keys.

Am I holding you back? Am I taking you off those tracks? Am I taking back what I wanted back from you?

Yeah! Am I holding onto you? Am I losing you? I guess it’s just the season and its way past its due.


So bad, so bad, so bad…

Look what we had…

It’s like an empty tree.

A family tree so broken and on its knees.

Knees that never existed, and legs that hold its end. It really is no trouble, no trouble just to mend.

And I tell myself so many times I hold these cards to you, and I don’t want to be with you…

A smile is all I need. – You don’t change me when I plead. Don’t make me face those knees.

A violent reaper claws through heaves. So many broken paths to fix, I wonder if it’s just this or this.

I never really knew what I HAD TO DO. I just remember you, just remember you feeling so blue…

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