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occasion is somehow spoiled for us unless photographed
And to read about it the next day in the newspaper
Is oddly more fun for us than the original event

a tiny hourglass
Telling me it's time for orientation switch

Let's get signed to XL
Photographed by von Unwerth
But I guess I'll never forgive myself

Oh,

desperate for a bite to eat
Yet you piss on them cause it's cool and sleek
I see people not wanting to be photographed
Then turn around and take a couple

contagious thing
With or without using words
Live or electronically
Printed, painted, photographed
Doctor Confusion is busy
Worlds of opportunity
Airwaves

I haven't been photographed recently
What shall I wear?
What do we need to get us in the mood?
You got my time
I've got yours
It's gonna be alright

rooms
Memorized like lessons taught
Photographed and zoomed in

I studied the patterns as they carried me
A frozen picture on the canvas dried and hard

Shine Your Light !

verse 2
From a private life so public, as the tabloids caught your tears 
Being photographed within the very public life that you

you're breathing and smiling if you can
My king of princes I wish I had photographed your face
If only when I left I knew you'd never be replaced

haven't spoken in so long
This kind of love is hard to find
Lovers stuck together through space and time
She's always getting photographed
Take a step out,

photographed
And to read about it the next day in the newspaper
Is oddly more fun for us than the original event
This is a disaster
For as a result of confusing

a photographed grin
Stapled and hanging from my bleeding chin

Please Try to break me
But you can't change me
Just lie to save me
But I'm not marked for fire

pipelined, marginalized
Photographed while we lose our lives, uh
All to raise fear
We're still fighting every day
Facing battles in new ways, uh
Uh huh

honest
In ways our genius
You snapped shots in fits of astonished
Light you photographed
Before the dream machine
Took you back

You took a final bow

the door get photographed at night
Ghetto bliss noise building up the iso
The flicks are our dream bubbles that get blown love
Hard days, hard hitting

when we're 91

Photographed every street corner we came across
Trying to figure out where you spent the night
Narrowed it down to one or two old cottages

tightening
I fucking hope that you get struck by lightning
I hope your life is fucking mediocre
Get shot in the spine, photographed by the joker
How dare you

you make it?
Were you sleeping?
Are you dead yet?
No, but everything I'm remembering
Feels incredibly wrong
Should've stayed awake;
Photographed every

an ignorance's bliss
Skin flesh mâché made from what’s left of you and me
I stare down your photographed eyes and my feelings leave me
And I still wonder, if a day

an ignorance's bliss
Skin flesh mâché made from what’s left of you and me
I stare down your photographed eyes and my feelings leave me
And I still wonder, if a day

They photographed the house we roamed about
Across the parking lot and the frost returned
The abandoned words we once wrote about
We lost

a blizzard. Profits. The first time I felt the thrill of an accident. The first time my boner got photographed. By who though? Most likely myself though.

I know she can do it
She's been photographed

She'll take the banana and mango
And she will make you eat it

Piña Queen

How much fruit can

Skin

Westworld

Skin

2001

pushed aside 
Every ray of light 
That photographed him shining 
Slowly he wanted more 
Than she could ever give 
With her he fantasized 
About

Skin Flicks

Barclay James Harvest

Eyes of the Universe

1979

Calendar, pin-up girl
Blonde and bronze, beauty fair
Photographed, cover girl
Unashamed, body bare

There's no story
She's a country girl