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Snapped StringsEditSnapped Stringsby Jaycee Sanchez on Sunday, November 29, 2009 at 9:06pmSnapped strings and Broken wings / Stolen cars and missing rings,Battle scars from fights in bars / Dreams of girls with eyes like starsPromised words taken to heart / Deception performed with such great artWe seem to have missed an important part / The piece where you and I stop and startUnless its like a shopping cart / replacement parts for broken heartsTossing light as burning sparks / Scorching ground as footfall marksHere youve been and there you've gone / Lost and found and on and onThough forever woods you wander / A home youl find, your name upon herYou reach but never touch doorknocker /You seek a friend- You seek a partner-You say youve searched, but youve yet to ponderThe true meaning of your shattered armorThe missing piece, your mind still longs forBut these thoughts you must now launder
ApologizeI hereby apologize for the damage i have done /I give up- you have won / The score: me zero and you have oneThis is not a war thats fought with guns / This war is fought with words and punsYour all finished and i sit here dazed and stunned / all i can say is i had funBut what is the price of fun? / now im on the runStarting to run fast / Loading my guns with teargasIm staring at the sun / blinded from the beautyIm carrying a ton on my back / I am losing my footingFighting these thoughts of black / ancient trees uprootingArmies of soldiers are constantly shooting /Bullet casings falling / Scared, lonely girls are calling...I apologize for the damage im doing / for the chase insuingFor these things going through me / for the things you say to meI dont know if im ready / this mind is to damn heavySo i set up at night and slam on my peavey /And wish so hard that certain people could see me /And wish so bad that this life was just Easy /Wish an apology would fix me-Wish so
long rapI hope your ready - ready to suffer - feel the heavy-world on my shoulders - carry these bouldersas we all grow older - grow bolder - and we lose world orderand our countries theaten to close their boarders-and the county threatens to send more soldiers-and we all sit in fear as the world grows colder-but we have to rise above-got to fight for our individual rights and love-we all just wish we could fly high like an eagle or a dove-while others die- fear lies- covered in flies- another teen dies-and another rich man, buys a new sports car- no mini van-because he can-running from the world and its truths- through drugs that are bannedwhile global warming heats our world like a frying pan, andpeople share nightmares of a world of sand-and a poor man holds out an empty hand-he cant work- on crutches he can barely standhe's not on drugs or alchohal- he's just lost his way is alla single mother climbes the ladder to manager just to falllaid off- she loses it all- what wil
slideshowIts like theres a slide show of all of those moments playing on repeat in my head. Its absolutely gorgeous, but at the same time its incredibly painful. because i know i cant recreate those moments with you, that you dont want to. I cant hold you. I cant kiss you. I cant touch you. And i know that i probably will never be able to look into your eyes that closely again. And that hurts more than cigarette burns.