Most Discussed Ballads

I love your voice, your soft brown hair. I love your eyes and love your stare. I love your laugh, your cocky smirk, your stupid jokes. You precious jerk, you know I do. I want my hands all through your hair each treasured strand.... (more »)

Is a body unconscious a person still? No mind is present to govern its deeds. Does a body have dreams, or a fate to fulfill? No way to feel it when it bleeds. Can I be a human, too? Maybe I’m not even real. But I am flesh, through and... (more »)

Its not like I can stop, I can’t just leave it all behind, I know I can’t tell anybody, but I can’t get it off my mind, I haunts me like a ghost, hangs over me like a storm, but somehow you can’t see it, beneath this act that I... (more »)

I wake up to an unfamiliar surrounding Your absence has changed everything “You're not here daddy, you're out of sight” “You’re not here daddy and nothing’s right” I long to hear the sound of your voice I'm stuck... (more »)

I walked to heaven’s gate today among the skies so blue with angels lurking here and there waiting for someone new I looked around for other souls but the sky was empty so i made my way to heaven’s gate following the angels’ glow... (more »)

Why don’t the blades of grass Curl away from the flame How dare the sun Not hide its head in shame Why does that tree Stand so tall Why don’t the stars Click off and fall Your being is twisted Your body is burned Life is ending But... (more »)

They say after heartbreak, a haircut A clean slate for every mistake But now I’ve no hair left for cutting And even less heart left to break (more »)

I found the dead girl in a lake while wandering a field I watched the crows circle around but somehow I could feel. I saw her lying near the edge to no fault of her own. And walking nearer helped me see that which I did not know. I... (more »)

I look up at the starry sky, See the glow of fires. Could it be the agony of Lonely hearts' desires? Because I burn, I know I burn When feeling lost, alone. Could they be children, be people, Who shine, who need a home? Is that... (more »)

I dreamed I went to a strange place, An oppressed, dreary land, Where government bows its head To violent outlaw bands. Instead it preys on weak and good With taxes they don't need, And to true crime their eyes they hood, And ignore... (more »)