when you look at me is it the same? can you hear the music pulsing in my veins? the beat of a heart, oh what a shame lack of control, so prone to change it's times like these the beat isn't mine it's Copeland, Sir Paul, The Starting Line Blink, SoCo, these are the songs of my life I turn to Brightest when there's no light and Konstantine, a noble friend; so Pollyanna, we meet again Hands Down, There Cannot Be A Close Second to You "Its True" said Balloons, Red; Skies So Blue so Think Twice, these are the songs of my life and they feel with me they hurt and bleed and die with me breathe, smile, laugh, grow, love, cry with me first tear, and this first kiss was true, I Miss You I Can't Explain the Brown Eyed Girl who snatched you away with Hurricane's swirl and it's times like these the beat isn't mine when the words in my head don't seem to rhyme so I sing through them, embrace lyrical beauty so lost, broad smile, feel sweet melody it was Grand Theft Autumn now your arms aren't free so full with love, but she isn't me Goodnight, Goodnight, it's times like these I turn up the music, get lost in the beat it all makes sense when you tap your feet and make your way down summer's street