1. |
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Cold in the summer
through all of these clothes.
Warm in your arms,
Through the music that of old.
Long is the distance
through the journey of your mind
so why should I hide it when i'm already blind to your eyes?
The less we see and the less we seek
The more we'll notice and the less we'll look meek
Long have I waited for the days to fly past
But this blood runs cold and the tears run fast in your eyes.
The days in the ages and the weeks to the past
The jealousy, the hatrid, nothing ever lasts
Conquering masses, the rise and fall
Of the kingdom of memories, memories fall.
In the kindom of memories flowers once grew
and in the Kingdom of memories Birds once flew
But in the kindom of memories knowone ever know
that in the kindom of memories They never
ever saw what was real in your eyes.
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"Hey hey there little girl,
I think you're out of this world,
leap right into my arms."
Said society
Dead society.
Get outta my arms.
One day I'll find a place
Away from the human race
Somewhere safe from harm
Said sobriety
Leave me sorbiety
Think we all self harm
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Just a near miss, said he
Something near a kiss said she
Something near Nothing worth
more than a kiss upon a cheek
(Nothing could have helped him,
Nothing could have stopped her)
Something close to love, said he
just fun and games, said she
Something near her loving him
And more than he could have hoped for
(His obsession was the death
her life was hopeless....)
But in the end
the promice broken was a
promice none the less,
it was mended,
long before she could have
made made his life a mess
But in the end
the promice broken was a
promice none the less,
With the lesser, the former
and the latter parts of you.
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5 - Dark Indulgencies
01:46
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There's a place where the animals cross the line
the darkness and you see, everything's fine
They're not scared in the night
where pale haze glows
where the animans go
come and join the wolves
and the bats
where we hide in the dark
indulge yourself
And see the mark
on his neck
don't disregard
don't hate on dark
don't scream when you feel the teeth
your neck
indulge the night
don't'scream and fight
in the middle of the night
when you feel the blood
pour down
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6. |
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In the wall.
Opening doors
Doors are more
Than you can handle.
Just by a little,
oh little miss precarious
More than you can handle
Ahahah.
Oh, can't you see.
That you, love me.
Little miss precarious
Lest a little, oh please,
Getting dangerous, for me.
ahahah
Oh please
Little miss precarious
I'm getting
too lonely here
I need you by my side
too lonely here
I'm getting so unsure
More than a little
Oh little, little miss precarious.
This is getting dangerous
I might do something out of insecurity
And I want to
but I can't
Doors are closed
But they could open
And I know you
Little Miss Precarious
oh, I love you.
And I'd hate to hear you...
And I'd hate to see you cry
that's why I'd never say goodbye
Just a little,
unsure.
Oh little miss precarious
And I'd hate to tell you why
And you know I've seen you cry
And that's the reason why
That I could never say goodbye
You're the one that's gonna Cry
When I say my words to you
You know that's what I'm gonna do
And that's the reason why
I'd hate to say goodbye
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