HereSave me from a world of darknessHere
Bring me up Carry me on
Make me move around
Without holding on
Help me not recognize your face To not have to look into your eyes
Because ill get lost in them
And ill go back
I wont go anywhere
But I want you to
Away from me
Away from my eyes My face
My mind
As close as you were Is where im turning my back
As far as you are now Is where i want you to be
Slowly
Staying in the same place Going at the same pace
Ill be here
SweetAnd to think i saw it all black yesterdaySweet
Everything blooms Slowly reaching, every single day A sign, a way A place to stay
My heart made no room for pain Please make it go away For with every sweet word you say Taste as sweet as cinnamon sticks As soft as marshmellows
Dont let me go back to that place All dark and cold Putting my veins on hold
But you found me
You're loving me
You're fixing me
A Something
Beer
SaltBlue ShellsI can feel myself getting closer I can feel myself catching up I can feel it I can feel myself getting closerBlue Shells
I can see it almost there I can see how it builds up I can see the way it works I can see it almost there
Not too fast Not too slow Just the right pace
You can see it You can feel it You then shoot it
Blue Shell
I can feel myself losing it I can feel how I just slipped I can feel my place was taken I can feel being last
And all for being careless And all for being selfless
| Lost time is never found again. |
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All art is a kind of confession, more or less oblique. All artists, if they are to survive, are forced, at last, to tell the whole story; to vomit the anguish up. - James Baldwin
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All art is a kind of confession, more or less oblique. All artists, if they are to survive, are forced, at last, to tell the whole story; to vomit the anguish up. - James Baldwin
pa favearlo
good luck juck joanck!
If chuck norris says it, it must be true
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All art is a kind of confession, more or less oblique. All artists, if they are to survive, are forced, at last, to tell the whole story; to vomit the anguish up. - James Baldwin
i lob yaah
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art is what you can get away with
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In brightest day, in blackest night,
No evil shall escape my sight
Let those who worship evil's might,
Beware my power... Green Lantern's light!
awesooome..
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art is what you can get away with
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In brightest day, in blackest night,
No evil shall escape my sight
Let those who worship evil's might,
Beware my power... Green Lantern's light!
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