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I’m scared, I’m scared you’re gonna walk out that door and never come back, Leave my sky forever moon filled and eternally black I’m petrified you might find out how ugly this world really is So please dress normally and not too provocative Because some on the opposite side, don’t see past the outside Unable…
Love has eternally scattered its dust on every concept conceivable But they’re all for naught because to me, only you are perceivable And I would never be so conceited as to ask for more than I need But there are some things I crave, somethings even I need Consider it rude, but your dreams are…
I cant believe Im still counting the seconds, minutes, days Its as if my memories are stuck on replay And all I want to know is do you feel the same way Do tears roll down your cheek till youre found by sleep Do you wake up wishing I was there, do you wake up…
I have written in the sky with a pen made from stars And Ive misplaced my faith in humanity on the dark side of mars Ive rewritten my lifes story so many times Ive emptied my mind So now I have these blank pages filled with nothing but honesty Im standing in the middle of…
I get the feeling you gave it away, and I just want it how it used to be That when I looked at you, you were already looking at me The years it took to enchant you, I feel like the spell has been broken There was so much love in your kisses, now they’re…
Seriously though, what have I done to deserve this Is this sum kind of karmic retribution r does my luck just have a glitch Because this far exceeds the simple life is a bitch You have any idea what it feels like to come home scared Have that anxious feeling run all the way down…
I’m looking for settle down street I heard it was past Single Ave and on the corner of Married Blvd But somehow I got lost, I’m on 42nd and Slut Street and this place is dirty Shady, filled with people I don’t really want to talk to But you seem nice, genuine, so I wanted…
Why does it matter? Does it change who I am, while I’m standing in front of you? Does it make what I feel for us, any less true? What I was is no longer who I am The past defines who you are, but I’m not limited by my history Can’t we just say something…
Im a little different due to the way I act Im a little slick with the way I tend to react Im somewhat calculated with my recklessness And to be honest, my sarcasm tends to be endless Im somewhat of an asshole claiming its cause of a broken soul Im a walking contradiction but I…
I have these voices in my head, one is sad, one is happy One’s scared, one is crazy and one is just angry And they have these conversations where they talk about stuff And for some reason they feel they can’t talk enough So they keep me up with irrelevance, nonsense and lies Self-reflection, self-deception…