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If the world could remain within a frameLike a painting on a wall,Then I think we would see the beauty, thenWe would stand staring in aweAt our still lives posedLike a bowl of oranges,Like a story toldBy the fault lines and the soil.
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So I go back and forth foreverAll my thoughts they come in pairsOh I will, I won't, I doubt, I don't,I'm not surprised but I never feel quite prepared
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If you walk away I'll walk awayfirst tell me which road you will takeI don't want to risk our paths crossing somedayso you walk that way I'll walk this way
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There is no Hell when you die so don't look so worried
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I want to be the surgeon who cuts you openWho fixes all of life's mistakesI want to be the house that you were raised inThe only place where you feel safe.
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And I'm sorry about the phone call and needing youSome decisions you don't makeI guess it's just like breathing or not wanting toThere are some things you can't fake
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Ambition, I’ve found, can lead only to failure. I do not read the reviews. No, I am not singing for you.
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The world's become a little too mean.
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I find that life is easier when it is just a blurWith no details to confuse who or what or where I wasSo when the ending comes the full regret will be obscure
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Cause I swear that I'm dying, slowly but its happening.
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My parents ask if I'm alright; I say 'I've just been staying up too late.I need to sleep' I need to do something!To get this awful weight up off my chest,keep her pretty ghost from chasing me!
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And I never thought this life was possible,You're the yellow bird that I've been waiting for.
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And I sing and sing of awful thingsThe pleasure that my sadness brings.
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And me I'm in my bedroom drawing in my notebookBecause my hand thinks I'm an artistBut my heart knows I'm a poetIt's just words they mean so little to me.
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We're all too busy working, entertaining ourselvesWith forty hours, television and prescription pills Well, I take two a day to help my brain behaveIt never does, but who's to say? At least my doctor gets paid.
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Now I'm hunched over a typewriterI guess you call that paintin' in a caveAnd there's a word I can't rememberand a feeling I cannot escape
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Well, I could have been a famous singerIf I had someone else's voiceBut failure's always sounded betterLet's fuck it up, boys, make some noise!
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I like to feel the burn of the audience's eyes when I'm whispering all my darkest secrets into the microphone.
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If I could act likeThis was my real life,And not some cage where I've been placed,Well then, I could tell youThe truth like I used toAnd not be afraid of sounding fake.
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so immagine what you want and hold onto that thoughtcause thats as close as it will ever comeand believe you're were you're arekeep acting out the partbut at the end of the daythe trees all get wheeled awayand you'll be standing alone in a blank, blank space
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I like the Alice in Wonderland sculpture in Central Park. I love how it's been rained on forever and looks worn down by time.
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A kid that picks up a record, he doesn't need to know anything other than the music and have it in his or her headphones. They're getting ideas directly, it's like someone whispering in their ear. That's such a personal way to receive information.
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If I loved you, well that's my fault
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On a detox loft through a Glendale Park over sidewalk chalkSomeone wrote in red, 'start over.'
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