Grab your keys and your coat and I?ll tell your friends we have to go ?cause we can?t stand a minute can?t stand a minute can?t stand a minute can?t
I looked up and it was wrong The pale light The sun was out, way out of line I said, ?I can?t? Hand at my throat And then Quiet I was opening my eyes
Oh no I can't help but feeling all left out And here it comes the ship that carries all my ghost nights off Off Off Not now No, no, the ceiling it can
And when I collapsed on the porch of your father's house You took my hand and quickly covered my mouth And said, "Now there won't be any last words.
I don?t think she understands the repercussions of her actions An empty room, an empty glass, a dress of gauze, your cough?s a natural reaction Step
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Feel it all: the shirt and the bottle, the floor All this spinnin' surrounding I?m begging for more And it feels a lot better to be me And it feels a
This is how I feel And I can't stop shaking I just left, and just now I am waking up So, come on Come on Get on I don't know how to stop it We love
Scratch your fast forward Stay on the floor of your parents? house Just know that if you want to leave, it?s going to cost you, son No, you?re not welcome
Onna How do you feel tonight? Do you think that it would be alright? And I'm sure I know the answer you will say I just want to see your face at the
I can see you and what you're doing and I know that it's a lie Little words to push you forward Cut off the ears of the occupier So we start start Then
The Foreign Inadequacy Project was just six months behind and The League of Divorced Daughters were getting high in The Empty Room at the top of the stairs
The signal-less drivers are so content with their named napkins and their stolen paper bag hearts They tie their hands behind their back That's the name
Something off is going on Downtown All the lights and flicking on And the sound Of trains is dying out Replaced by people whispering out, ?I?ve opened
If you grow tired, of us Don't let us hang on Put feet to our fingers A laugh and we're gone Because you're adored by everyone And this is the race that