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all willow's eve
03:32
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telephone for you
i wished that you lived round the corner
and now that you do
we hardly see each other
but dont cry
you know the one place that i'll be, and i'll be there all the time
28, 28, stamping on the floor
make it feel like its the scene of a crime
fall in love for the 66th time
ive got no choice now, wanna throw in the towel or
reverse it reverse it, reverse her whole argument again just know that
she hates it, you love it, i see it, she knows it, i'm stopping short but im not sure how much more i can take
take my love and keep it all for yourself,
or share it with daf and sophia, i'm counting on them to share with everyone else
i know people now i thought would never want to
see my face more than twice a week
best rom com, we could count it down from 3 and we would say the same one
best, horror film, you'd say yours was poltergeist but i dont really have one
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jesse & celine
03:26
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this is where i give up
walking marchmont in the dark just to fill my cup
yeah its past 10, but shut up
im still reeling from the news i don't get out too much
margiotta baby, take me i'm so tired of being so lazy
and don't you see the irony in that
when i'm given plenty chances but not turning up to bat
fatigue, fatigue you bury me,
i've been walking round the city all day with you but you just signalled you were tired of my musings
now i don't think its amusing in 3 years im 24
what if i'm still stuck in paris, you're in greece, i'm not so sure
now i know that we're not jesse and celine
but i'm aching for a something more serene
i'm on warrender park, got a list of things
i won't do tomorrow
and dont you see a bit more sense in that,
i'd much rather be at home just drinking
now i dont think its amusing in 3 years where will i be
you're out drifting on a lilo, while i'm drowning in the sea
and i know that i just stole that from LC,
but doesn't that just sum me up quite perfectly
fatigue fatigue, you bury me,
i've been walking round the city all day with you but you just signalled you were tired
i don't blame you, i'm getting pretty tired of me
left alone with just myself for company
but fucking up alone, i guess is less embarassing
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fuck off to the highlands,
and drop off the end
i vow i will send my love
if you see me smiling,
its only pretend
i'm still getting used to my morals
time, time heals, time, time can't heal this
so if you fuck off to the highlands
i don't hope you'll write,
i don't hope you'll read my letters
it'll be a long while and if you see the light
you'll know at least that you made it at all better
inside side side your mind
century breaks,
will you break century
folk like you they always do, must be the way
when the air is so much colder, i just hope you warm to getting older
is it a burden or dya wear it as a badge of honour?
when one person says the opposite of things you thought they'd say
just try remember that they're separate and look the other way
cos i spoke of you again last night and, broke a bottle in my hand
i'd need stitches for the second time if i saw you again
i need to, make a decision i wish i didn't have to make
break in a notion i guessed i'd never need to break
i think i'm cutting you out
(make him colder make make him colder, they sing
make him colder theres no returning from it
make him colder i can't console ya its looking pretty bad from where i'm standing
x2
its looking pretty bad mate)
(and i fall down, my face it hits the ground
and i fall down my face it hits the ground
i'd call you to calm me down, but therein lies the crutch
i hate you so much, i hate you so much)
time heals, time can't heal this
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badbones
02:59
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i wanna talk about this
you wanna talk about, anything else but this
but all i am this
i've tricked my brain for this
you've been on dates three nights before and it just wasn't this
came back and cried into the pillow
so here i am doing the same
cos i know all three of your names already
head buried in chest already
one kiss on the wrist, i clearly drifted off cos here we are again
pausing for effect or does your brain work slowly
i'm fumbling my words but blaming my throat
i figured i'd figured it out by now
i figured i'd never listen but here i am doing the very same thing they always told me about, and i hate it
am i not interesting enough?
am i not interesting enough?
well clearly not
bad bad bones in my body
bad bad brain in my head
bad bad bones in my body
bad bad heart in my chest
won't let myself get cynical, won't let my heart ruin my head
i've locked myself inside before and i've always made it out again
so tell me now just what i need, cos i cannot figured this out
i'm striking down but i can't follow through and im feeling so stressed out about it
phone my mother, phone phone my father,
can't stay out here on my own
watch the sunset, holy water
think thats as far it goes
bad bad bones in my body
bad bad brain in my head
bad bad bones in my body, bad heart in my chest
i fall in love with the one girl that can stand to be around me
i swear i swear i swear, nothings ever ever gonna come between us now
cos she's so sweet, yeah she's the opposite of me
so when she's handing out an olive branch, i'm hanging from the tree
no more, not gonna be that guy
bad bad bones in my body
bad bad bones in my body,
bad bad bones in my body
bad bad bones
bad bad bones
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Sam Lock Edinburgh, UK
hello
i hope you like my music.
HMU if you wanna start a band.
samisgrounded@gmail.com
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