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Won't you let me walk you home from school Won't you let me meet you at the pool Maybe Friday there's a chance I'll get tickets for the dance And I
Hidden in a room There's a cherry bomb Outside of this place He grabbed my arm I made the call I made a lot of coffee My throat gets tight I watch you
An apology You heard it all from me Complacent and Repetitious There's nothing wrong I'm walking 'round without a second thought I really mean it This
Every edge Touches me Every edge Makes me bleed Even in Even here How it is Or how it feels On the inside When I saw you there Come on inside Every
This person plans a story And it's complicated She has too much to say And still she finds a way Generally Flips the calendar's pages Funny how it feels
Hey Charlie I'm pregnant and living on the 9th Street right above a dirty bookstore off Euclid Avenue And I stopped takin dope And I quit drinkin whiskey
Could there be any satisfaction In saying how it feels Down on me You're down on me Down on me The way it feels is down on me You can't see my anger
In Corsica The engines blew Your favorite writer died In a car In a crash Died in a fire imagine that In a car In a crash Die in a fire imagine that
Loud noise hear it could be searing Distant at all times Echo could be said, it could be searing Distant at times An ear X3 Loud noise hear it could
On the way Near a truck stop That's behind my evil haven There is a garden He is a garden Are you mad yet Can't connect it When you try to Do you know
She likes the hesitation He has in conversation Sad pity being poor, they're being poor again so Goodbye baby, bye Here I'll know serenity I'll be alright
By surprise the fragile fluids That were, seem to dissappear Behind the eye In disguise Or how it ought to Really ought to be Like crystal breaking in
See it looks pretty Let it go Go to England To the show Make up your mind Make up your mind I was at the point the end I had to catch myself again
I'm so wasted There's nothing here that isn't mine We're coming over sooner Trying not to ruin her Stay until the moon is done And here it comes Here
In the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest need When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed There's a dyin' voice within
I'm the greatest test You'll never know I could tell you things You think don't show I could kick your legs Out from under you Take you down Torture
When it's easy You say it right It's said and done And it's ok I don't care I don't care I don't care When it matters Then you look down Words feel
