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i dont want to leave this place.
youll have to excuse me, i glued my heart back together and forgot a few pieces. glancing back it’s a wonder ive made it so far. i don’t want to live in the past and you look like a good present. open up? ive never dug the way you move more. i am the bracelets you sport, the secret place you never talk about. the way your sheets fall so effortlessly? you make me feel seamless- don’t be flattered. chances flew by you and now im all wrapped up in city. my eyes are open baby and im looking back at how messed up you really were. from the roofs of tucson i broadcast my change of heart. the difference is in the details, the ones you cant ever explain. forget everyone whos jaded because it doesnt matter and i dont care. im not concerned with self-aggrandizing heroes on temporary leagues with their half-hearted attempts at passion. aren't you embarrassed? i was. but now im walking on rose colored sidewalks with fate all contrived and smiling. i cant censor how attracted these eyes are to the truth and its alarming to see how dullness seems to have become your nasty trend. immobility, frivolity? big fat hypocrite spewing lies just to get off. all this polite mockery of spontaneity makes me sick. what else is fucking new? displays of affection and all good intentions, why don’t you just send me the bill. you are the navigator who never could lead- we were lost in the silver sea. i was the ship who was too proud to ever sink. i am your thought but the water is amnesia, my name is on the tip of your tongue. my image is slipping but your memory is gripping it. this is my breath in your lungs. my voice is an echo. for history's sake would you please take notice. you gotta fuck it up.
none of the above is about you
youll have to excuse me, i glued my heart back together and forgot a few pieces. glancing back it’s a wonder ive made it so far. i don’t want to live in the past and you look like a good present. open up? ive never dug the way you move more. i am the bracelets you sport, the secret place you never talk about. the way your sheets fall so effortlessly? you make me feel seamless- don’t be flattered. chances flew by you and now im all wrapped up in city. my eyes are open baby and im looking back at how messed up you really were. from the roofs of tucson i broadcast my change of heart. the difference is in the details, the ones you cant ever explain. forget everyone whos jaded because it doesnt matter and i dont care. im not concerned with self-aggrandizing heroes on temporary leagues with their half-hearted attempts at passion. aren't you embarrassed? i was. but now im walking on rose colored sidewalks with fate all contrived and smiling. i cant censor how attracted these eyes are to the truth and its alarming to see how dullness seems to have become your nasty trend. immobility, frivolity? big fat hypocrite spewing lies just to get off. all this polite mockery of spontaneity makes me sick. what else is fucking new? displays of affection and all good intentions, why don’t you just send me the bill. you are the navigator who never could lead- we were lost in the silver sea. i was the ship who was too proud to ever sink. i am your thought but the water is amnesia, my name is on the tip of your tongue. my image is slipping but your memory is gripping it. this is my breath in your lungs. my voice is an echo. for history's sake would you please take notice. you gotta fuck it up.
none of the above is about you