Regan Mackenzie

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I see these city lights and flashy cars
These beautiful women lost under stars
These daughters and sisters and mothers
These lost women
...

You had something of mine
Thick
But fragile as glass
A rarity
...

Oh she's just so sweet with her words
So poetic and he falls for every line
Its pathetic
But she's just so sweet with her words
...

I can't breathe...
These thoughts rush to my head
Led by my own insecurities
I can't breathe and my stomachs made knots
...

I finally get it
Why they often say
'it's hard for me to breathe'
I cant believe how thick the air is now
...

I refuse to end up another bitter woman mad at men
But men
You make it so easy
I mean you just do the same damn things
...

you engulf me
like the sea would in a raging storm
through your eyes, your touch, your kiss
you have me sink so deep into this.. this..
...

you hold hells fire drapped in heavens silk
making this night
dirty
and pure as moonshine
...

9.

Walked out the door, found a penny
Drove and got every green light
Parked in the front with no problem
Everything seems to go right.
...

Time slowly goes by
The sun has chased the moon from the sky and still I
Lie here
Waiting for the impossible
...

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These Lost, These Come At A Cost Women

I see these city lights and flashy cars
These beautiful women lost under stars
These daughters and sisters and mothers
These lost women
These come at a cost women

Given a glance then a dance
Given the means to live by the fiends of these beautiful women
Lost in a daze of green
A daze I've seen

Spotlights on these beautiful women
Eyes on these and cheers for these beautiful women
Lies in these and fears in these lost women
These come at a cost women

Show, bought and ready to go
At a price higher then they know
These women worth more then gold
Priceless
But still sold
Oh these lost women

Don't you know your beautiful
Not hot women
That your beautiful
Not meant to be bought women
Beauty needs to be taught in these women
Instead of this that is not
Left in them to rot
Oh these beautiful women

These I've seen
Women whos pupils are all green
Men whos eyes are gazed in between wide thighs
Silent cries eventually taking its toll
Night after night eventually breaking the soul

I see these city lights and flashy cars
These beautiful women lost under stars
These daughters and sisters and mothers
These lost women
These come at a cost women

Don't you know your beautiful
Not hot women
That you’re beautiful
Not meant to be bought women.


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