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Clinging to my past carefree ways lacking worry
Now I'm stuck in this never sleeping city in a hurry
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I am so sick of failing yet
So scared of all it’s entailing I bet
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by brodie25
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on May 9 12:24 PM 2008. In Love
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First glimpses of how high flung and imagination grinned
Knowing how far up my dreams could go in the music
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some fool smearing off themselves on the road, of life
like reused excuses begging for a second chance, denied
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Just sway in time to the music keeping beat
Escaping surrealism of melting clocks in heat
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and bring a tear to the protester's slogan cry so desperately they try to defy amongst all lies
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Tink wrinkles her freckle tanned nose at thought of wasting anymore of afternoon
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taking a deep drag before returning
to play, dropping to D on bottom string
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Thin on faith, on money, on stamina. We look to heaven, but not for Manna
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I'm going crazy just listening to commercials off the TV
What is the meaning of existence coming to in this world?
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This one that will make you think.
It had me pondering for three days.
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it's dam good taste
brew-master has an art that needs no haste
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But out of practice am I worthy of wooing
not up to know whom a girl wants to date.
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a wandering tail of a tale about a boy and his dog
a lot of work training her, but sometimes it's fun times.
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I DON'T WANNA GROW UP
lil'uns have super fun
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Chit-chatting on about
some past adventure on the bus
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Passing out in your blankets,
fast asleep and dreaming,
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That's it. Boxing style.
Ice dance of tension
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Auburn hair dancing gently in the current
Frantically kicking amongst silent screams
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conversations with a rubber ducky
making me think his parents were unlucky
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cap't al's from the bloody cold interior
to no lady pirate or bar wench inferior
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Those youth watch helpless after 60 years to find,
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Malice masked under calm listening,
buried is the bloody hatchet.
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first date, spontaneously meeting on the bus and ending up reading poetry in the second-hand bookstore
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warning these cookies are seriously a sugar-o-holic's nightmare...
i dare you to just eat three, your dentist will love me
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truly me thinks it most true
such sweet farewell's sorrow
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But before one breaks holding within, Think how much of a price will one pay?
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bird heralds new day breaketh spell
of our sweetest desires fires quell
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so far out in left field
we're practically in right field
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careful of what the darkness hides
social commentary... won't ruin it coz it's 2 lines long
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electric amps jolt the mosh to life
a writhering sea of man wrestling squid
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