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Glass
04:19
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Hey little sister can you see those strings,
that prop up all of your new friends?
The rhythm of your heartbeat skips in time,
and you find words lose their meaning.
And in the evening hours at your desk,
find comfort in the poems of a deadman.
You've lost your taste for fashionable friends,
and you're alone now.
And ink stains the page with all the words you couldn't say.
Anytime I pick you up, I could shelve you away.
But you'll speak inside my head almost every single day.
And we'll find its getting harder.
To breathe with lungs made of glass.
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Elizabeth
05:39
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She arched her back down on the rails in the town where we first met.
She said close your eyes, and hold me tight,
and we'll pray that we'll both die tonight.
And we'll make believe that we're in heaven,
while we're demons on the run.
And we'll paint the town in red and black,
in the names our parents' wanted us to have.
And I heard her voice down on the street,
while I lay face down in my room.
And she screamed my name inside my head,
but I never saw her face.
She said the city moves like a beating heart as,
the cars roll down on broad street.
And the people their phones they ring off the hook,
but they never hear a damn thing.
And so she drove me down to the edge of the parkway,
where we fell in love.
And we emptied the fuel out of her gas tank,
and poured it on the ground.
She said lets burn this fucking town down.
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XMas Eve
04:39
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And we all burn through our brightest days,
like a summer's night or a passing train.
Just another thing kind of hard to,
find the strength to remind you.
Well I hate to say this but,
I can't say that you did all that you could do,
but your time ran out.
I can't pray that you won't end up alone,
when your heart gives out.
With all your gifts laid out on the floor all around,
but your breath left your tired lungs as you stumbled to the ground.
With all the words you never said.
Well I hate to say this but,
I can't say that you did all that you could do,
but your time ran out.
I can't pray that you won't end up alone,
when your heart gives out.
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