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A Thought's An Idea...

Strange face, with your eyes
So pale and sincere.
Underneath you know well
You have nothing to fear
 
I know there's been all kind of shoes underneath your bed
now I sleep with my boots on
but you're still in my head
 
Got to be buried
Right up to the knee
No knife in your pocket
No trick up your sleeve

Keeping my hair done
Until I'm replaced
Back in the playpen
With drool on my face

 
Later on me and a bottle will hook up to have some fun
Then I'll call your house at twelve to let you know that I'm drunk
 
you could take all this..take it away..
i'd still have it all
cause i've climbed the tree of life..that is why
no longer scared if i fall
 
Life seems unreal,
can we go back to your place?
You drink too much.
Makes me drink just the same...
 
All these sacred histories have led to this one day
When you face me on the stairs and say you have to go away
And time stops like ice where all around it once was hot
So don’t begrudge a girl her books cos they’re all a girl has got
 
I am out of place
And honey you are out of time
I'd tell your fortune
But the words don't rhyme
 
I remember searching for the perfect words
I was hoping you might change your mind
..
I remember hating you for loving me
 
You shouldn't be afraid
because i know today has been
the most perfect day i've ever seen
:crush:
 
don't ask me why i'm crying..
'cause when i start to crumble
you know how to keep me smiling
 

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