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, but I can't put. Nobody else above you. I hate you I love you. I hate that I want you. You want her, you need her. And I'll never be her. Bridge Olivia O' Brien and Gnash. All alone I watch you watch
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On the edge of a windowsill. Ponders his maker, ponders his will. To the street below, he just ain't nothin'. But he's got a great view and he sinks the needle deep. Whoa, can't touch the bottom.
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Son, she said, have I got a little story for you. What you thought was your daddy was nothin' but a. While you were sittin' home alone at age thirteen. Your real daddy was dyin', sorry you didn't s
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I see the world. Feel the chill. Which way to go. Windowsill. I see the words. On a rocking horse of time. I see the birds in the rain. . Oh dear dad. Can you see me now. I am myself. Like
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I admit it. What's to say. Yeah. I'll relive it. Without pain. Mmm. Backstreet lover on the side of the road. I got a bomb in my temple that is gonna explode. I got a sixteen gauge buried unde
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At home. Drawing pictures. Of mountain tops. With him on top. Lemon yellow sun. Arms raised in a V. Dead lay in pools of maroon below. . Dadd
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Son, she said, have I got a little story for you. What you thought was your daddy was nothin' but a. While you were sittin' home alone at age thirteen. Your real daddy was dyin', sorry you didn't s
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What the * is this world. Running to?. . You didn't leave a message. At least I could have. Heard your voice one last time. . Daily minefield. This could be my time. How 'bout you?. Would yo
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I see the world. Feel the chill. Which way to go. Windowsill. I see the words. On a rocking horse of time. I see the birds in the rain. . Oh dear dad. Can you see me now. I am myself. Like
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She don't wander in, don't wander in here, she. She don't wander in here, don't wander in here. The direction of the eye, so misleading. The defection of the soul, nauseously quick. I don't questi
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Hey. Ooo. Sheets of empty canvas. Untouched sheets of clay. Were laid spread out before me. As her b
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Hey. Ooo. Sheets of empty canvas. Untouched sheets of clay. Were laid spread out before me. As her b
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Hold on to the thread. The currents will shift. Guide me towards you. Know something's left. And we're all allowed to dream. Of the next time we touch. . You don't have to stray. The oceans aw
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Freezin', rests his head on a pillow made of concrete, again. Oh, Feelin' maybe he'll see a little better, set a days, ooh yeah. Oh, hand out, face
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I admit it. What's to say. Yeah. I'll relive it. Without pain. Mmm. Backstreet lover on the side of the road. I got a bomb in my temple that is gonna explode. I got a sixteen gauge buried unde
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At home. Drawing pictures. Of mountain tops. With him on top. Lemon yellow sun. Arms raised in a V. Dead lay in pools of maroon below. . Dadd
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Hold on to the thread. The currents will shift. Guide me towards you. Know something's left. And we're all allowed to dream. Of the next time we touch. . You don't have to stray. The oceans aw
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On the edge of a windowsill. Ponders his maker, ponders his will. To the street below, he just ain't nothin'. But he's got a great view and he sinks the needle deep. Whoa, can't touch the bottom.
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What the * is this world. Running to?. . You didn't leave a message. At least I could have. Heard your voice one last time. . Daily minefield. This could be my time. How 'bout you?. Would yo
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She scratches a letter. Into a wall made of stone. Maybe someday. Another child. Won't feel as alone as she does. . It's been two years. And counting. Since they put her in this place. She's
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Freezin', rests his head on a pillow made of concrete, again. Oh, Feelin' maybe he'll see a little better, set a days, ooh yeah. Oh, hand out, face
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her upside down again said it's nice to see her. Brendan now you've got to come she's where I get my smile from. I'd like for you to meet her Now Andrea was paint and pride a step behind oh how she
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rip you right in two. Oh no man don't let 'em get ta you. She loved him yesterday. He laid her sister. She said O. K. An that's all right. Buried her things today. Way back out deep. Behind the driveway
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