Darling Contagion
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or whores in my head
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whore in my bed
but hey
where have you been
if you go i will surely die
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Wednesday, March 08, 2006
Feeling highly inarticulate today so I shall just plug it in and shut up.
For Blue Skies[ Strays Don't sleep ]
It’s been a long year
Since we last spoke
How’s your halo?
Just between you and I
You and me and the satellites
I never believed you
I only wanted to
Before all of this
What did I miss?
Do you ever get homesick?
I can’t get used to it
I can’t get used to it
I’ll never get used to it
I’ll never get used to it
I’m under that night
I’m under those same stars
We’re in a red car
You asleep at my side
Going in and out of the headlights
Could I have saved you?
Would that’ve betrayed you?
I wanna burn this film
You alone with those pills
What you couldn’t do I will
I forgive you
I’ll forgive you
I’ll forgive you
I forgive you
For blue, blue skies
For blue, blue skies
For blue, blue skies
For blue, blue skies
I’ll forgive you
Does it get any better. Does it get any worse. I'm sick of all these metaphors.
All these words, nobody really says what they mean anymore.
Nobody means what they say anymore.
All Right.
We never care too much, but we're still hanging on a string. Suspended or Choking
There's little difference.
We don't dare to let our feelings free, and we are disinterested in honesty.
Bad news comes and we're winded but we get up again because good news is on its way.
We'll all float on okay. Alright and All ready.
Even when things end up abit too heavy, darling, we'll all float on alright.
They burn our churches to the ground, all us idol worshippers let out a sigh
We will buy up souls to fill up our lonely, holy, empty homes.
"Please don't barracade your window, we mute ones, starving for words need your inspiration"
Gasping. Panting. There's sand in these mouths of ours.
For Blue Skies[ Strays Don't sleep ]
It’s been a long year
Since we last spoke
How’s your halo?
Just between you and I
You and me and the satellites
I never believed you
I only wanted to
Before all of this
What did I miss?
Do you ever get homesick?
I can’t get used to it
I can’t get used to it
I’ll never get used to it
I’ll never get used to it
I’m under that night
I’m under those same stars
We’re in a red car
You asleep at my side
Going in and out of the headlights
Could I have saved you?
Would that’ve betrayed you?
I wanna burn this film
You alone with those pills
What you couldn’t do I will
I forgive you
I’ll forgive you
I’ll forgive you
I forgive you
For blue, blue skies
For blue, blue skies
For blue, blue skies
For blue, blue skies
I’ll forgive you
Does it get any better. Does it get any worse. I'm sick of all these metaphors.
All these words, nobody really says what they mean anymore.
Nobody means what they say anymore.
All Right.
We never care too much, but we're still hanging on a string. Suspended or Choking
There's little difference.
We don't dare to let our feelings free, and we are disinterested in honesty.
Bad news comes and we're winded but we get up again because good news is on its way.
We'll all float on okay. Alright and All ready.
Even when things end up abit too heavy, darling, we'll all float on alright.
They burn our churches to the ground, all us idol worshippers let out a sigh
We will buy up souls to fill up our lonely, holy, empty homes.
"Please don't barracade your window, we mute ones, starving for words need your inspiration"
Gasping. Panting. There's sand in these mouths of ours.
Do You Believe In Transcendence
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