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She's a fire in my soul
Through her solitude, she'll make you cold.
If my dreams were fused to her
I'd waste my time in thought.
Come along.
I will cross the Chinese Sea
Stepping on the crowning waves pushing me.
If I'm harded by her stare and turn to stone
Then I will surely sink
Come along and I will take you in.
Lips to hand I will abide.
Framing foliage traps me inside.
Though she's hideous when I'm around
I'll Stay.
Come along.
All your contact makes me high
I love it when you cry.
I'll stick out this passing storm,
but only if you cry.
She's a fire in my soul
as I wait out in the night's coming cold.
Though I'm hardened by her love and turn to stone
I'll Stay
Come along and I will let you in.
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C#min
03:50
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Walking down railway lines
trying hard to get from point B back to A,
and hoping that it'll be the most effective way.
Down railway lines with soggy shoes
helping to contribute to a narrowing of views
Wettened by the fallen static melting at your feet,
in through the holes in the soles of the footwear you bought cheap
When all you've got are trains of though
a snowy track most often distracts.
Make good of a rotten situation
and finally help someone in need that is a friend.
Cause all it takes to fix mistakes
is having time to spend to air things out and sort 'em through.
Leaving just a question of why it took so long to do.
Encouraged by a lack of anger written on their face
which 'til now had ailed and derailed resolutions taking place.
For best results assume some fault
when lies once spun start to come undone.
You'll save a lot more in the long run and
You'll be back to where it's at, get settled in
record a small win
forget all about what could have been.
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How to Dabble
03:33
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Your eyes catch a fleeting glimpse
but your mind interprets intention
a look back, you see where it's at
just a game that's of your mind's invention
The sooner the better is where you are
Round two it's kind of up to you
you have to start to consider your chances
before she's walks out the door, and
your night is ripe for palmed romances
The sooner the better is where you are
The tuner, the pedal, the bass guitar
the tuna, the butter, the caviar
The sooner the better is where you are
Well done another battle won.
A name, with number to boot, what a sly guy.
Much cred where once had been dread, and
it's all born fruit because of one try.
The sooner the better is where you are
The tuner, the pedal, the lead guitar
the tuna, the butter, the caviar
The sooner the better is where you are
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át a tengeren
04:20
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(Insert your own here)
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Juke
03:45
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Free to cut and run
Packed and ready to shove off and spray goodbyes
demanding final hang time.
Back to where you've been
Fact is that you are going to need two eyes
to deal with lack of foresight.
Where to go from here it's hard to know
You wanna understand
new concept: give a damn.
You left it far too late
past tense is hard to take.
Subtle all the while
Undercover and taking the time to find
routes that won't leave you behind.
Best to work it out
Prior effort will pay off one day but just might
require tact and foresight
If you're keeping score it's well below the standard low
Where you've been? Where you sinned,
How'd that shit get in your grin?
Last to know and forced to laugh, but
First to lose their better half.
Caught between these spoiled freaks in soiled sheets
they will not let you get away.
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Best Behaviour
02:47
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What's new today, after a week?
Force of habit, built-in redundancy.
We'll play a game, perhaps a drink.
Charming showcase: something you're bound to see.
Turns out I have this knack to lead you on.
I hope to god that soon it's gone.
Unfit while lit my actions veer a certain way
I've reduced myself today can't you see.
Well see you soon. perhaps a week?
Best behaviour for public decency.
You be the dame, I'll be the dink.
Brazen Showcase someone is bound to see.
Still haven't lost that knack to lead you on.
I'm sure through God it won't get gone.
Unfit, must quit. Non-action steers clear of the fray.
I've preserved myself today.
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7. |
Starting
02:58
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Standing around waiting for a return
It was here just for the moment
then the moment passed
leaving you with that blank look there on your face.
If it never comes there'll be time then to mourn
until that point just keep trying, and
applying yourself you're bound to think of anything
Tried it before but it's just now starting to take
a little more time until it meets required standards
finished before ignored for fear of some mistake
Now it's gone.
You said it before that you wouldn't give in
maybe this time you can prove it, and
improve the way that you take everything so seriously
Competing to score with an eye on the win
Throwing rules right out the window, and
indulging your need to keep a lid on everything
heard it before and now it's starting to make sense
Just give it awhile before you pop the quiz and test me.
Heard it before and now it's starting to sink in.
Now it's gone.
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