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she was here for bit
then took off as soon as the chains fell off
stomach not in tip top shape
sold my soul and the neglect of the century
drinking carrot juice and pissing out of control
she spews it out like its the second coming of love
need some new emotions
something that is fresh and real
so i can breathe in the right direction
words break the mold
and i ache from the lack of love
i chew the defeats
and i left with the notions that i would have, at this time, been held high
cry more my NY love
i will be in Brazil and Utah till i can't bare to see my own tolerance
the soul i once owned was actually a rental
and the dreams were placed under my car keys
and we all now how that story goes
she is warm like a beachball in July
i would love to walk away with her in my grasp
level out the competition
and see the scene in a boyish dreamers point of view
tired i set my head to sleep away the demons
wake up, i can't kill what isn't really worth killing in the first place
i play around just for the hell of it
and lick my sorrow like I'm addicted
ugly thoughts flow faster than n your beauty can
time will tell if i can run a muck into a peaceful layer of time
i want my kingdom i want it now
i want the perfect moment
the one when you stop and think everything is in place
all I seek is in due time coming for me
good morning, how are you, weathers fine
i lack the courage
i ache from your thoughts
build me up again
so i can dream the day away
i was left to my own devices
without an intruction book
or notion that i will win
hope floats
hope it gets its way to float over to this boy/man/demon/dreamer/love
linger on my pretty one
live forever
then took off as soon as the chains fell off
stomach not in tip top shape
sold my soul and the neglect of the century
drinking carrot juice and pissing out of control
she spews it out like its the second coming of love
need some new emotions
something that is fresh and real
so i can breathe in the right direction
words break the mold
and i ache from the lack of love
i chew the defeats
and i left with the notions that i would have, at this time, been held high
cry more my NY love
i will be in Brazil and Utah till i can't bare to see my own tolerance
the soul i once owned was actually a rental
and the dreams were placed under my car keys
and we all now how that story goes
she is warm like a beachball in July
i would love to walk away with her in my grasp
level out the competition
and see the scene in a boyish dreamers point of view
tired i set my head to sleep away the demons
wake up, i can't kill what isn't really worth killing in the first place
i play around just for the hell of it
and lick my sorrow like I'm addicted
ugly thoughts flow faster than n your beauty can
time will tell if i can run a muck into a peaceful layer of time
i want my kingdom i want it now
i want the perfect moment
the one when you stop and think everything is in place
all I seek is in due time coming for me
good morning, how are you, weathers fine
i lack the courage
i ache from your thoughts
build me up again
so i can dream the day away
i was left to my own devices
without an intruction book
or notion that i will win
hope floats
hope it gets its way to float over to this boy/man/demon/dreamer/love
linger on my pretty one
live forever
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series of moments
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