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Arieltke
Posts: 17
I’m not feeling closer to the prize at the end of the line or the end of the road.
Just another groggy morning with stained sheets and I can’t hold these memories
Shadows of you in my mind. There’s nowhere to run and no where to hide.
She’s a pretty girl – Or so I have been told.
I could care less with this void I can’t close.
She takes a ticket stub – I call out 32.
Crawls into my bed – Just a stranger passing through.
She’s a pretty girl – Or so I’ve been told.
To me another void. A hole I can’t close.
Not a second chance. The first participation. This weekend rejuvenation, is my emancipation.
She’s a pretty girl – She doesn’t deserve me.
Neither did 31.
Now I think you see.
It’s all about me.
She took my ticket stub and crawled into my bed.
Helped my stain my sheets
And now she’s in my head.
Just another groggy morning with stained sheets and I can’t hold these memories
Shadows of you in my mind. There’s nowhere to run and no where to hide.
She’s a pretty girl – Or so I have been told.
I could care less with this void I can’t close.
She takes a ticket stub – I call out 32.
Crawls into my bed – Just a stranger passing through.
She’s a pretty girl – Or so I’ve been told.
To me another void. A hole I can’t close.
Not a second chance. The first participation. This weekend rejuvenation, is my emancipation.
She’s a pretty girl – She doesn’t deserve me.
Neither did 31.
Now I think you see.
It’s all about me.
She took my ticket stub and crawled into my bed.
Helped my stain my sheets
And now she’s in my head.
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i feel the emptiness in your words
But then You make me crawl
And I can't be holding on
To what You got
When all You've got is hurt
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Underneath this smile lies everything
All my hopes and anger, pride and shame