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My First Chorus(Verse I)How do you express that you finally give a f**k?That you hope there’s more than half in your cupThat maybe it’s ge..
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What Could’ve BeenI wanted to be a star sailor.I had dreams of riding comets,exploring strange blue planets,and watching diamonds rain.But now t..
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Astronomy Unexplainedwhen does the night become us?at what moment is the soul raised to the sky? death, say someand some ask whythe stars are dead,and..
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I’m No Artist (I’m No Poet Pt. 2)artists are oftenbroken peopleusing the fragments of themselvesto create something newand althoughbeing h..
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Persistenceyour love runs dryit always rainsyou’re the reason for my worst daysthe blues I choosethe shades of grayyou paint the sky on my darke..
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Compartment 114
Compartment 114
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NaiveteI neverAsked for thisBrokenHeartBut I guess you tookMy open armsAnd blind faithAs an invitationTo do so.I neverWas who youWantedMeTo be but hey..
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List(less)1) Loving you was like taking a rusted knife down the skin of my hope,And slowly flaying it, approximately moving it only two inches every t..
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Not Written In Stonei wrote youa letter every single dayletters to tell youjust how I feelwritten in neat, curvedwriting i told youjust how sweeti tho..
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PerspectivePerched upon a corporate throne,We march into the great unknown,As wasted words of gossip drone,And steel replaces brick and stone,Soon you..
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IndecisiveQuiet whispers,And thoughtless imaginations,Fulfills the truth,That lies within the heart.The heart beats,And uncontrollable defeats,With an..
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