Wild and Scarred
by Priss and the Replicants

Shattered dreams,
Broken hearts,
But for once my crystal castles in the sky,
Washed away
By the tears so bitterly I cry.
I'm not the only one
In the sea of light
Holding pain in my heart.

Midnight Dreaming

There is no peace out in the angry city streets.
I hear them stirring in my memory,
They keep on calling.
I won't give in;
This race with time will never end,
Those demons in the past tormenting me.

Teardrops
No longer hide the courgage deep inside.
I'm running free I was born to be
Wild at heart.

We just speak rough out in these angry city streets.
Though unseen walks may try and block the way
They keep on falling.
I won't give in
Because I know that in the end,
Tenderness is the gift
Pain gives to me.

Never mind.
I've learned to fly with wings that're weak and scarred.
I'm running free I was born to be
Wild at heart.

Rating:-8/10

Name: Nene
E-mail: kitty_dreams@hotmail.com

This is a great song with a great beat to it and the lyrics suit the music prefectly. It's also a real catchy one that i like.