All the words we speak
Fall back under
The sounds of silent
infected deep inside,
prosthetic light, falls over my eyes,
and these words
now that all this smoke is clearing,
the plan has been
Look at this, I've gone and broke down.
Another miss,
And anyone
one day of this,
the setting sun brings life
to all the
put out the lights,
and now forever will be here
just
When i think to myself, And i wonder what ive
Talking softly,You're not seeing my loudest point.My feelings sigh.Breathing dee
It was a cold day when Johnny he tried his
Why am i so good at bein a fool, Why
On the morning I woke up and screamed out loud
In my life, No memory could have matched The day
I like it when we roll over and overAnd talk
An ordinary world.A solid site at best whenI'm staring out
An ordinary world.A solid site at best whenI'm staring out
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