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told my friend Halsey the other
Day, that knowing you left me exhausted
And I hope you get hit by a bus
But you probably won't
And I secretly don't

always want more
There's a thin line between hate and love
She's a demon sent from above
Saint at breakfast, sinner by dinner
Sundress indoors in middle

plus miles away
Fell in love like that first day
Aided by a dram of fun
Climbing mountains in the sun
Everything else gets too loud
Not that we can hear

I thought there was something deeper in your moaning
A feeling that would validate our pretend lovemaking
Sadly, like everything else, 'twas a simple

go smoke right by the cove
I'd watch the sunset all the alone
Where folks go roam's where I wouldn't go
And others are often the first to go

So broken

filled with gold
Then stop by old Stanton's grave, see for yourself
There ain't nothing there

For those left in the cities slow pain will act as poetry

It must've been a Sunday early June
The rain was frozen by a cold blue moon
He slipped and fell and bled and cried and looked and saw Maria's eyes

good with words so I apologize if I'm a tad bit off
Don't take it the wrong way
I barely spoke my mind before
You probably didn't notice anyway
I'm

And never answer my questions
Try to keep to myself
Think it's better that way
These days my minds been racing
Heart beat raising
Sick of all of these maybes

a visit to my lawn chair
If it's as simple as a vision and a strong prayer
I'll live in God's image cause the views are pretty strong here
I had to take

Writing a simple song
Oh about the girl who's leaving 
To the garden of tulips
She makes me laugh and smile
She is the kind of the girl that I have

Here's a song for the one who made me see
The truth behind this mystery
Through the days and the sorrow of tomorrow 
The brighter side shines bright

One day this man came riding in, sighted by the locals in the fields.
He was cloaked on all but his feet, left a gust of wind on the streets.
He

take me from under this face 
I'll remain a bolt of life in the brain of time
God may recall when I cross his mind
And I'll be as real as the day I came

need again
I can murk any beating beat like a speeding train
On the track I be serving you heat and everything
Fair game
Hurricane when I blow by
That

on everyone's mind
How would their children return to school?
In August, schools around the country answered this question with two simple words
Distance learning

energy, so afraid that it's too late
And that it's almost Christmas
Will someone tell me when
I need that simple quiet hymnful music now, again
Is it almost

Pretty young thing
Ghost skin paler than a diamond ring
Makes me want to do some things
Night time brings to mind
Hey there, bay, don’t you want

osama

I gotta keep that thing up on my hip
It ain't no tellin if you'll have trip 
It ain't no bailin when you use the stick 
No
You die by honor when in

your vase
I know this run is stressful, see me giving you my grace
I can save you, it ain't simple, I want you to make your place
If only you would see

to the salvage heap
Got more in common with the shaman than the chief
Cuz I would rather free your mind than fucking keep you in line
And it's as easy as
Treat 'em

this life stop
But I don’t wanna leave an unturned stone
I know I gotta try to find a way to get by
Everybody busy, I’m dizzy inside my mind
I’m living

depends on your community
Simple math more units
Its Less unity
I'm strong by myself
But Stronger if you with me
If I die on The frontlines
Please do not

The invention wasn't bad but the sick mind of its proprietors
Whose insidious mentality is as cold as machinery
To some frustrating, humiliating, the reason that