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Pin'in
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Lost the inhibition
Lost the train of thought
Make it gradual
But maybe its not
Can't get the parts right
Singing it all out of tune
Small steps in the dark
But to whom
What will you say
How will you live?
Its not the simple
But sometimes it is
Got to be more
Go to be more
Go to be more
More to you
Make the intentions
Read between those lines
Skip the impressions
If only in your mind
Those fingers they twiddle
Those eyes they'll scan
Those legs are wobbling
Fell right on command
What will you say
How will you live
Its not that simple
But sometimes it is
There's got to be more
There's got to be more
There's go to be more
More to you
Stuck in a flighty disposition
We've all got some reservations
There's got to be more
There's got to be more
There's got to be more
More to you
And I'm dying to know
And I'm dying to know
And I'm dying to know
Dying to know
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They'll open their hearts, and you'll open the wound
Cause deep is the cut, you've reached it too soon
Dim is space and bright was the face that did not speak
To me in the corner with no refrain
The heights too far, it was different but the same
Dancing on the bones you made, how gentle they sleep
Agency lost to the embedded mass
Run to the future to meet with your past
The old, too old, so old, how old this is
So dark, you couldn't see
Monochrome, you wouldn't believe
Swore that the days were brighter ahead
When you feigned for tomorrow it was already dead
Writhe and wail the air gross stale with your speech
Fading out this uninsured trust
Trampled their flowers, ground them to the dust
Shoulder pressed though not the mess you seek
Lined up and shot just for the fun
And still they'd ask what is to be done
Lies, it lies, there lies, it lies and you lie
So dark, you couldn't see
Monochrome, you wouldn't believe
Ill-conceived the memories corrode
Languished in patience , though nothing was showed
They will not sing, you will not sing for me
So dark, you couldn't see
Monochrome, you wouldn't believe
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Scott of the Andes Los Angeles, California
And I was discovering, naming all the these things:
it was my destiny to love and say goodbye.
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