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Swinging her arms quietly to herself
this girl speaks louder than words.
"They play loneliness to themselves"
she said and confidence is overheard.
One slap, two slap.
A blue songbird;
Irony in the song as we played it wrong.
One flap, two flap.
Empty pictures.
Timmy plays harder this won't last long.
Swinging her thoughts around her bedpost;
this girl isn't playing but she knows
the games in sleep is where it matter most.
A play if the closing is coming- This won't last long.
When's the last time you felt needed, girl?
Cause I don't feel they need me anymore,
but she's a silhouette of a woman,
in my eyes, in thoughts.
She thought its fair, I think,
for a man to cry sometimes.
I can't believe now that I was this close to
becoming the man against the whole world.
I can't believe the face I can see on you
cause I'm guilty of honesty even when its cold.
By the way, if you missed it the first time Sara,
I'd rather be Pandora's box
than the girl herself.
(Do you have to shut me down every time I open up?)
And I can't believe now that I was this close to
becoming the man against the whole world
Cause everyday is a trap set to catch your love.
So take a moment of silence for the broken girl.
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Trap Card
02:48
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It was in his parent's eyes; dead with grunts.
Acting happily to prepare you for the cold front.
He was in the storm picking from his head.
Killing his brain dead with every red flash.
Would you give me like you had the chance?
I've seen you before plucking my strings;
(the puppet master leans over and starts to sing.)
I've played this hand once... Chronic instead
(like my head I panic when you flip it red.)
Would you give me like you had the chance?
[Ticking a measure like a frantic dance]
Would you give me like you had the chance?
[Playing a trap card like hidden in a stance]
Would you give me?
Would you give me like you had the chance?
[Ticking a measure like a frantic dance]
Would you give me like you had the chance?
[Playing a trap card like hidden in a stance]
Would you give me?
You never had a chance.
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About a Girl
03:51
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Its about time you've given up in time you always do.
But every minute that's passed feels sorry for every hour to you.
She says, "I know how to be in love I just don't know who
and that I must ask forgiveness for smiling while will still issue."
Its about the pretty girl and that's simply always true
and lying yourself to sleep singing lullabies quietly like fools.
She's shouting out excitement in a passion of the greatest words.
She's got the most intriguing smile getting honest with the begging nerd.
She says, "I know how to be in love I just don't know who
and that I must ask forgiveness for smiling while will still issue."
(For every hour feels sorry for)
Its about time you've given up
Its about time isn't that what it is always too?
That every minute she laughed with you he made her laugh every two.
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You know people by their age when you are still too young yourself.
(You don't know what you're missing until it's missing from the shelf)
gathering dust from every beautiful girl that gets a backstage pass.
(You'll look back at the days we were there with rose colored glass.)
I used to dance in the dark and believe in love; singing songs that I didn't even know.
I used to stay up all night and talk of finding my way out and where I'd go.
You just don't even know who you're supposed to be.
You just don't even know me.
And I
take solace in accomplishing something.
Leaving behind your dreams makes you a traveling man.
You prayed for a lot of things back then
but you just wanted to start over again.
So start again.
Take a chance
to think first.
Say nothing.
Slip a curse.
Be someone.
Be something.
Fall in love.
Feel nothing.
Believe in god
between faith.
Take her word.
Trust her ways.
I'm not killing myself over it.
I've gotta find my way out I can't stand it anymore.
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The Disconnect Derry, New Hampshire
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