Joined three years ago.
“You may think I’m small, but I have a universe inside my mind.” — Yoko Ono
It's been like five years. Why the hell am I still here?
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You can hear it in the silence, silence. You can feel it on the way home, way home.
He's so tall and handsome as hell, he's so bad but he does it so well.
So put a posy in your hair, pretend you couldn't give a care. Whistle past the graveyard, even the dead deserve a song.
|I'll open a bottle up, pour a little bit out in your memory|
|I'm done with your bittersweet, bittersweet tragedy|
Mad sounds in your ears, they make you feel alright, they bring you back to life. Mad sounds in your ears, they make you get up and dance, they make you get up, yeah they make you get up.
But you're losing your words, we're speaking in bodies, avoiding me and talking 'bout you. But you're losing your turn I guess I'll never learn 'cause I stay another hour or two.
God only knows why it's taken me so long to let my doubts go, you're the only one that I want. I don't know why I'm scared, I've been here before.
Oh, take me down to the river underneath the blood-orange sun. Say my name like a scripture, keep my heart beating like a drum.
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