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by Left At London

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I reminisce to days In Montreal, Elementary, Grey consumes the wall, If I had died, I thought of what I'd say, My Eyes Are Going Anyway I played the music just to play pretend, Visit cinemas, see the film again, I'd talk to someone, but he passed away. My Eyes Are Going Anyway The keys would play my song, But I'd start it early on, After all the smoke had gone The fabric used to mend Father, make me who I am Maybe God will save me then So when I saw her break the distances, I would move for her, Faking happiness, I've found another one who said she'd stay My Eyes Are Going Anyway Now the blue surrounds my skin What a place I'm living in Make the verses on a whim And 6 years to be proud, 7 more to speak aloud Melodies to break me out The bus can take me from my neighborhood, If I had the years, then I surely would, Because I'd master what was loved today, My Eyes Are Going Anyway I saw my friends the date of 50 years, Started from the soul, And reduced to tears What used to flourish now is turned to grey, My eyes have gone away
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Stillborn Let it Kill your daughter through the cross-eyed Father put his hearts of mine below him Rolling in the backseat with me But I'd like to change their mind Was it good for you or Was it bad before May I take you with and put your faith in us Show me that you, Show me how you last Lovely, love me Or lonely am I And I found I'm going home But now I won't complain 'cause my heart is fading out Postwar, I wake up for hours from the static Saved the memorabilia in The town store But I'll leave the crib here for now So I felt this weather I could see it running down your gold oak Sang amen to lead me through the harvest killed off every orchid we found Lovely, love me Or lonely am I And I found I'm going home But now I won't complain 'cause my heart is fading out when you say you want to die do you mean to say forever? And If God was gone for good would hell be something better And I found I'm going home But now I won't complain 'cause my family's going home with me
3.
My apologies to the mourning hosts I cannot bear to see their daughters ghost I saw it stand beside me last week My apologies, hope you get this soon Gary Numan is locked inside my room Cuz outdoors is horrid & TV is boring & these walls remind me of you I wanna deserve you I wanna preserve you at no cost but I might as well kill you You might as well already be lost inside my Unresponsive head The day you're born again's when I expire I don't wanna be happy anymore Anecdotal emotions for this war It didn't stop your knife from bleeding My apologies, no way to behave Being bitter will not make you be saved Cuz I am abhorrent Cuz you remain dormant Cuz I prob'ly messed up again We coulda been worth it I could've been list'ning to your plight & We coulda been perfect But your brand of perfect isn't quite as kind to All of my regrets The day you're born again's when I get tired I've been thinking in copious amounts I'm becoming you slowly without doubt I might join you in heaven next year Or I'd rather I wait till you arrive If I die, then I'll make it out alive Cuz Life is for losers and Death is for strangers and Scrapbooks for everyone else, Oh, I know just how to love you I will become an angel that can Paint your grace from above you I will buy all the frames, so you don't Weaken down again The day your born again's when I'm inspired
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I liked to say I tried But I never would I wish I could’ve cried But I never should & when I heard The raucously loud Saying they wish they understood, It felt like I had died But I never could I liked to say I’m fine But I hadn’t been I’m not the type to whine Except when I am & I could ghost On everyone else But I wouldn’t wanna pretend That I’m alone this time Cuz Ive chosen when I’ve been getting more distractions Saw my past & guessed your actions I’ve been stimming with the trigger Of a gun You could ask me how I’m feeling Pull my hands off of the ceiling I will love you till We Make it to the sun But last we spoke Before you drove off You had lied “I’ll talk to you soon” So it felt like you died When you left the room I liked to say I tried But I never would I wish I could’ve cried But I never should & when I heard The raucously loud Saying “guess I misunderstood”, It felt like I had died But I never could But I never could But I never could But I never could But I never could But I never could But I never could
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STAAR 01:10
Black hair with the crib grown out Face mask, little gun pulled out I’m gonna make you a staar Lil one all commodified Happily oblige, my child I’m gonna make you a staar No wonder you grew so old In that amount of time You don’t know soul I just know your fate I love how easy to convince you are My staar My staar

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released June 18, 2018

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