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Good - for - nothing
Ignoramus' with spirits, do...
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I would like to take your serration
and run it over the tender part...
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I try to picture the night you left home.
Was the hall undisturbed as the door sat ajar...
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Orange city lights frame the dark road ahead
As I speed along the empty highway...
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There's a salty ache in my ribcage
it radiates out through my muscles and bones...
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I helped you cross to the other side,
where everyone said the grass was brighter...
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A door left open
Might only be an invite...
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Other people’s problems
come like ghosts in the night...
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Come we upon this dying day
For a friend has gone away...
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Love is
Like an ocean...
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She was born with them
They're her gift from God...
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beneath apple trees
blossom is sweet and fragrant...