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what you will, say what you mean. You could never offend, your dirty words come out clean. Tomorrow, what price will I pay? Could I make it all up to
Blink and you miss a beat Keep one of your eyes open at all times. Think that you're on the brink? The shit hasn't even begun to hit the fan. Consequence
Sometimes, I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear And I can't help but ask myself how much I'll let the Fear take the wheel and steer. It's driven
To see you when I wake up Is a gift I didn't think could be real. To know that you feel the same as I do Is a three-fold, utopian dream. You do something
ll fuck me in my own way x 5 You should make amends with you. If only for better health. But if you really want to live, Why not try and Make Yourself? Make Yourself
To resist is to piss in the wind Anyone who does will end up smelling. Knowing this, why do I defy? Because my inner voice is yelling. There is a fist
A decade ago, I never thought I would be, At twenty three, on the verge of spontaneous combustion. Woe-is-me. But I guess that it comes with the territory
Will I ever get to where I'm going? Will I ever follow through with what I had planned. I guess it's possible that I have been a bit distracted And the
it weird that a privilege could feel like a chore? Maybe it's me but this line isn't going anywhere, Maybe if we looked hard enough, we could find a backdoor. Find yourself
inside of you. How do you do it? Make me feel like I do. How do you do it? It's better than I ever knew. How do you do it? Make me feel like I do. You
It's comin' around again They're letting it out again, again. It's comin' around again They're letting it out again, again. It's comin' around again
I'd like to close my eyes and go numb But there's a cold wind coming from The top of the highest high-rise today. It's not a breeze 'cause it blows hard
To see you when I wake up Is a gift I didn't think could be real To know that you feel the same as I do Is a three fold Utopian dream You do something
Fifteen minutes to six and fourteen floors to go Thirteen suited strangers makes a crowded elevator slow And I've got a million words and phrases on the
Will I ever get to To where it is that I am going? Will I ever follow through with what I With what I had planned? I guess it's possible That I have been
I'd like to close my eyes, go numb But there's a cold wind coming from The top of the highest high rise today It's not a breeze 'cuz it blows hard Yes
