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As you wait As you sit and waitAs you wait by ~sufara
On your comfy couch
With abated breath
As the time counts down
With ten minutes left
For the match to start
With the friends you've brought
Who have freed themselves
To share this time
To shout and cheer
And hope and pray
For your team to win
Just ask youself this
When's the last time that
With the friends you've brought
With abated breath
With ten minutes left
You sat at the mosque
For the prayer to be called?
superstardom Damned their wretched existancesuperstardom by ~sufara
Pawns in the hands of fools
Cursed to be a big-shot whore
Made by Producers and sold for cents
Always stalked by the Paparrazi
Those hungry senseless goons
From one show to another
Stage to stage
Trying to keep up with fans' demands
Like a snail on a marathon
Larry King Live and the Tonight Show
Or nude on the cover of Vogue
Can't find a moment for once to breathe easy
Personal life splashed onto every Weekly
Waking up every night screaming
Grasping for some hope of release
Still this is what simple folk dream of achieving
Little they know of the price to pay
Can't have a full meal nor a peace
Hope Against Fate Fate I hateHope Against Fate by ~sufara
Give me a break
Should I give up my heart
Or liver or a lung
Feel like a fish that is flung
Into a stinking oil drum
Memories and perplexities
Frustrations and agonies
Stick with me like my cronies
For once let me breathe
Let me on my own two feet
The cat's out the bag
And up a damn tree
Feel like an old hag
Just want to be free
Trapped and cornered no where to run
One mistake and I set
Like a forsaken sun
Got to get some direction
Some wind in my sail
Some hope in myself
Puppy Love Big brown eyes, peering at me.Puppy Love by ~sufara
Oh what a sight you are to see.
Fur so soft, fluffy and brown.
What you're thinking I wonder,
when you squint and frown.
Steps so tiny, awkward, unsure.
Looking around with innocense so pure.
So cute, so cuddly, a bundle of joy.
When you lap at my fingers and yelp and yawn.
Run round the garden you jump and play,
Out of my sight you sure won't stray.
What shall I call you, I wonder what name,
Rover or Ron or Buddy or Sam.
You are my puppy, my pet, my pal.
What a great time together we'll have.
Sta.sh
