1. |
Time
05:26
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I won’t make you pleas for my humanity
I’ve done that at the end before
But people don’t like what they kiss to bite
So I’ll be quiet as I’m closing the door
Hate to try it
To right to write it
Always thought we’d a love
Worth fighting for
But if its a disagreement
About the way that I’ll be treated
I don’t want to fight anymore
Whats there left to be fighting for?
As Time
Rewrites our reason
Leaves logic there sleeping
Makes us unsure
Time
Turns trust into treason
And if you are leaving
I don’t know anymore
I don’t know who you are
Do you mean me harm
Was the coldness present
in the one I fell in love with
I don’t know who you are
Do you mean me harm
Was it always so
Was it always so
Cold
Was it always so cold?
I won’t make you please for my humanity
I’ve done that at the end before
But people don’t neglect
What they deem worth respect and
You’ve been rejecting every request that I make
Don’t leave me alone in the snow storm of your wake
Tell me there is warmth to be saved!
Time
Recasts our demons
Dares us to get even
Sharpens our swords
Time
Takes breath from the bleedin
And if you are leavin
I don’t know anymore
I don’t know who you are
Do you mean me harm
Was the coldness present
in the one I fell in love with
I don’t know who you are
Do you mean me harm
Was it always so
Was it always so
Cold
Was it always so
Cold
Was it always so
Time
Recasts our demons
Dares us to get even
Sharpens our swords
Time
Takes breath from the bleedin
And if you are leavin
I don’t know anymore
I don’t know who you are
Do you mean me harm
Was the coldness present
in the one I fell in love with
I don’t know who you are
Do you mean me harm
Was it always so
Was it always so
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2. |
TLS
04:47
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3. |
Nicest
04:23
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End of a chapter
People say we hate change
Well he’s “anti-medication”
Well I’m - Anti Rage.
I remember well- Me crying at my grandma’s house
He comes stumbling through the door
Pretends he don’t know what I’m crying for
Thinking “That’s just how men are… sometimes.”
He says “Don’t you know who I am?”
I say “Man…
Do you think I got this far by telling people who I know they think they are?”
He tells me “pick a road. We can go.”
You’ll break me whole
You’ll cut me clean
Oh you’re the nicest boy that's ever been mean.
Don’t you blame me
For approximating
Your armor mimics all your patterns
Want to believe
As you push into me
You’ll push right past me to what matters.
I remember well-
Mt first heart broken by a slide of hand
Power I could not comprehend
Smiling at the beginning
But craving at the end
Thinking “That’s just how girls are… sometimes”
Not your fault
I’m to blame
Doesn’t matter who stated all the pain
I’m praying every day to be
All the wicked things they say of me.
Don’t you blame me
For approximating
My armor mimics all your patterns
Want to believe
I’ve an identity
When I’m alone
Am I a wrapper?
Or the nicest boy
That’s ever been mean.
I tell him “Pick a road. We can go.”
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| Them Fatale Space Rock |
~ from the abandoned hallowed diner at the end of the galaxy
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