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My Eyes Are Going Anyway
04:13
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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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I-Thought-You-Said
03:26
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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
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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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4. |
Felt Like I Had Died
03:23
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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
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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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