I am Victoria Paige. I have many stories. We all do. Don't give up on yours.
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Where is God in the city life?
Where is God in the city lights?
Where is God in the earthquake?
Where is God in the genocide?
Where are you in my broken heart?
When everything seems to fall apart?
When everything feels rusted over,
Tell me that you’re there
Consider this a letter that I never sent
However inconsiderate it seems
Oh, do you still consider me,
Consider me the boy you laughed with
Or learned to live without?
I suck, I know I’m late, I know you waited
Don’t talk, don’t say a thing
‘Cause your eyes, they tell me more than your words
Don’t go, don’t leave me now
‘Cause they say the best way out is through
take my photo off the wall
if it just won’t sing for you
‘cause all that’s left has gone away
and there’s nothing left for you to do
oh, look what you’ve done
you’ve made a fool of everyone
oh well, it seems like so much fun
until you lose what you had won
And I find,
the second I try
to pull away
I’m thrown back in line
oh, this time
rain on my hopes, rain on my soul
rain on everything that I know
it feels so ludicrous, the pursuit of this dream
we thought we’d be there long ago
Love of mine, oh my, how we have grown
We’re different now
I don’t ever wanna go back to being alone,
We’re different now
And I would not change a thing
Sometimes I pray for a slap in the face
Then I beg to be spared, ‘cause I’m a coward
If there’s a master of death, I bet he’s holding his breath
‘Cause I show the blind and tell the deaf about his power
I’m a doubting Thomas
I can’t keep my promises
‘Cause I don’t know what’s safe
Oh, me of little faith
over and over and over again, the tide carries
I give up my water and watch you sink in
the night when your coastline breaks,
you hide in the fallen waves
on the horizon, the sights of typhoon, washing by
and the rise, falling in too, holding tight
and the dull effects of your suitcase are cast up again
All my fear is coming home
It’s ripped out from the soul
You can’t be me
I will become you
Why do you stay until you see blood?
Why does the weight fall upon us?
We’re on the same side in the same war
Why stay ‘til you see blood?
I still can’t feel nothing
Just want to hold on to something
Tell me again what’s real.
(We’re on the same side in the same war)
Tell me again what to feel.
if you bring a gun,
we’ll bring an arsenal
if you think we’re done
baby, we’ll bring it
we’ll sing it
All my life I’ve been searching for something
Something never comes, never leads to nothing
Nothing satisfies, but I’m getting close
Closer to the prize at the end of the road
All night long, at the end of the day
When it comes around, then it’s taken away
Leaves with the feeling that I feel the most
Feel it come to life when I see your ghost