The snow came in a big white blanket.It covered up some of the memories.I had come home to recover. The snow can be so cold sometimes.It falls from the sky, so hopelessly.And a feel the loneliness in the snowflakes. It m . . .
Today the sun burned away at my face and i just let it burn.Another angel turned her back on me.She folded her wings and hung her head.God you gave me this heart but I was wondering if I could trade it in.I wail and I we . . .
Watered down emotions.Don't cater well to the dissident heart.And staring glances.Only make a heart wander.I think I'll throw these emotions to the wind.And let them scatter, just let them scatter.The good guy never wins . . .
In and out of intersections in a suburb of St. Louis, Misery. In the back seat of your parent's gold Volvo, we waved to passing cars and talked about who would win the world series. And now we could care less about baseb . . .
Try to displace the memories. Fade. Undone.Put yourself back into the same place of just three years ago.Smell the salt blowing off the ocean and the smell of her hair.Watch the sun ablaze over the water, it is burning y . . .
We all have our simple ways of killing ourselves and this is yours. Denying it all by covering it up. You were never the best at smiling. So stay up all night. Just to say you are tired. I think I'll stay in tonight. I c . . .
Did you see the blood that filled the suits? The razor just above. Could it all somehow be linked? Her Her long blonde hair mops the tiles as the mirror reflects her crooked smile. Her newly tattooed wrists and her light . . .
Josephine you are running with the stream.And you are falling through the cracks.Can't you just hear them talking in the background,in the background of your mind. They speak to you.Did you hear the song of the star-cros . . .
I promise this won't be another song about being alone but all I feel is regret and I can't find the nerve to pick up the telephone. I was thinking about how it drives me crazy just to feel your hand in mine, and how sim . . .
I can see the smoke stacks in the distance and I know that we're almost there. This day has been best at overwhelming me. And these thoughts are running races in my head. I'm anxious to see the ocean and run my fingers t . . .
We are still young but we're trying so hard not to be. Fake ID's and lies. Let's grow up to be people we hate. It's starting to burn hot and it's running out. How could I forget your face? How could I forget your grace? . . .
Heartbeats that race, but feet that drag. Your parents split up and I'm left here to feel sorry for you. I'm just not sure if this is how it's supposed to be with me on your bed, and your eyes glued to the TV. I'm just n . . .
Heartbeats that race, but feet that drag. Your parents split up and I'm left here to feel sorry for you. I'm just not sure if this is how it's supposed to be with me on your bed, and your eyes glued to the TV. I'm . . .
She said, It looks as if you have lost your best friend.I tell her that I have definitely lost something.I can taste the failure on my lips.You know I would love to just go back.'Cause I can feel the world biting at my h . . .
The tops of trees are on fire and tonight these torches give us light that we might have some direction in our lives. But I can't see much of anything right now. No I can't see. I watched you come home from the mo . . .
The tops of trees are on fire and tonight these torches give us light that we might have some direction in our lives. But I can't see much of anything right now. No I can't see. I watched you come home from the mountains . . .
Songs of innocence play a sour tune.You tune the dial, but the static still remains.We fear the silence, so let's listen to the faceless name.Don't swing on my emotions and play off my actions.This isn't going to be anot . . .
Looking down from up here.It looks like a thousand of the blackest graves.I haven't ever been so overcome with tears.That I collapsed to my knees outside your room.Your hospital room.And the flashbacks of what I remember . . .
Stand atop the wishing well in the dark of the night.Passing the time. Not a star in sight.Not even one. Not one to make an empty wish on.Cross my heart and hope to die. If I break apart with this lie.The time keeps on p . . .
I'm setting my sights high this time.This time I'm going to succeed you'll see.Say your goodbyes and wave until you're out of sight.The tears drop from the cheeks of all who depart.I'm aiming for the goal but what exactl . . .
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