Ezy

Love is love and it lives out loud, Shakes the world and standing proud, Gives the power and gives the grace, To make this world a better place, You got hope when you got someone, To share your tears when your hard day's done, To hold you like there's a nuclear blast, To peel away each indifferent mask. Take it easy, baby, Cos you got me, While we got each other, We've got luxury. Easy baby, easy, Easy baby, cos you got me. Work is hell all I want to do, Is lose myself in loving you, Forget how much I don't get paid, Forget everything except my babe. And when the bailiffs knock the door, Cos we can't pay our bills no more, They can take the cooker and the tired TV, So long as I've still got you loving me. Take it easy, baby, Cos you got me, While we got each other, We've got luxury. Easy baby, easy, Easy baby, cos you got me.

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

I'm going to the store To get myself some beer And if they canned up sanity Would they sell it here? I'd buy myself a truckload And drink away the night Maybe then my baby You and me would be all right Cos you load me down You load me down You load me down with my regrets I'm like a ship about to sink I'm just drinking to forget And I don't forget to drink I don't forget to drink it down You load me down Thinking how it used to be To be alone with you Telling any lies we could To steal an hour or two It ain't like that now, babe We're together and you're mine With a silent rhetoric We wish away our time. You load me down You load me down You load me down with my regrets I'm like a ship about to sink I'm just drinking to forget And I don't forget to drink I don't forget to drink it down You load me down

Submitted by Warbringer — Nov 09, 2025

He ironed his shirt and pressed his pants And with a dull empty sadness hanging over his heart He shined his shoes. 'It's better than working for a living', the waitress said. But all the time inside, Johnny's heart was breaking open wide. Playing in that half empty Twilight Room on a Saturday Johnny tried to dream his life away Hoping that he would wake up in the beam of a super trooper Wishing that he was much cooler. All he heard his head say was "Life ain't like that". In the sorrow of his dressing room he sat So he drains the bottle Loads the gun Writes the note No-one will come Pulls the trigger Breaks the glass The man in the mirror is dead at last. The note said "Stick your club right up your ass, This gig stinks, you're second class, I'm going to save my pride, keep my head, If people ask, that singer's dead." So when every hour seems like a day And nothing seems to go your way. Don't let those bastards drag you down You've got to hold on to what you've got Don't swan dive off a bottle top All you got to do is blow that town.

Submitted by Grave666 — Nov 09, 2025