| I hate when it hurts to be me
...58...59....60
a new minute starts and it hurts again
3...2...1...
there go all my friends
I can't even think right now
I hate this feeling but you're better off gone
No one can help a dead mans sing along.
It's hollow and empty so I don't know why you want it
it even has her name carved on it
Just throw it out and find another
and make sure she finds a better brother
and make sure she finds a better son
and make sure he rots in hell his dna was worthless
He passed it down to me I'll make sure I chop down this ugly fucking tree.
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| This goodbye took two years to write so pay attention.
"Goodbye"
You came back to see if I was still me
Myself, my mind, my personality
My soul was consumed and I ate the key
The apple that flew far away from the tree
The ship that set sail swallowed up by the sea
The star gazing kid who defies gravity
The insomniac afraid of his dreams
The homeless heart who owns all unclaimed property
The heathen himself proclaimed deity
So yes my love I am still me.
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| ( I wrote this with the intention of it being a folk song or atleast sounding like one)
I haven't left the house in days
I'm scared of the sun of my memories
Find me a compass
Or just point me out North
With my past at my back I can't do much worse
I curse my own blood
and all my relatives
and the one that I love
Oh am I still a kid?
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| I'd kill so she never knew
The pain the world put me through
Megan you mean everything to me
I'd smile through bloody teeth
If it meant you'd be happy
I would carry the weight of the world
for you to be the happiest girl
and I would bring the heavens down
if you swore to me you'd never frown.
But I know I can't protect you from everything
but I'll always be your brother
So know while I drink, you're the reason I think
that this heart won't stop beating.
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| I've dabbled in disease and romantic philosophy
Such as love through poverty and abstinence from adultery.
If money makes the world go round
Then love will burn this old town down.
And the birds will scream
"Head South!, Head South!"
If only to escape my filthy lovers mouth.
Sailors beg for my silence
I drink, I stand defiant.
If only to make sure I stand alone.
You lusters claim to read my thoughts
Yet flew away with the flock
Screaming "Head South!,Head South!"
I'll die alone in the north
The frozen barren
what love is worth.
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