Just a little bit of feeling in your stories and
So you see yourself holding the knife
though it seems you're
Deathbeds and guarded borders
Bedpans and doctors orders
Move on and leave
You try to make this last
But your candles burn too
SECRET NO.7
We feel just like
Two criminals
With unknown crimes
It's
CAUSE FOR ALARM
Pull the plug from the machine
You'd rather
no one's ever really sober- go spit it out. cast
You're full of spite and I know the reason why
Your
I'm caught up in the jaws of life
What can heal
Waiting' stalemate
Collect all your things for what they're worth
(You've got
I'm ready to blow
It's not my fault
Don't waste a four-leaf
I'll try to get your attention so I can clear
PROVENTIL
why can't i get a rhythm? am i working hard
I'm just a token of your flirtation
Nothing more than a
THE CASE IS OUT
I know what happens when you're out
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