Clean maybe

May 10, 2004 19:57

Conceive the moments you meant to take
breath them in slow
like you never wanted to
address the flocks of eyes before you
pick threw the numbers
don't compete for the air
let it seep
show your name as the token gesture
don't regret the last one
lie to me some more so I think everything's ok
tell me the days that aren't here
so I can flow by them without worry
continue to pursue other feelings
and come show me the contempt on your face
watch the ways you end up here
escape what is waiting
control the anger in your eyes
let your voice show me your truth
because I can't see anything in your eyes anymore
they turn and stare away from the moments we're together
don't pull me along anymore
I can't have it
I can't do this again
I’ve done it too many times before
tell me now and run away with your voice
because you said your eyes were always mine
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