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Thoughts
01:30
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I’ve been thinking to myself. Been thinking to myself and it can’t be real. I know it’s not real, but its okay. It’s okay cause I can just dream. I can just dream. I’ve been told my entire life that love is real. Well, what I’m here to say is that it’s not. The only real love that I’ve ever found is in myself and to be honest I think I’m starting to lose myself. It’s just the way that you hold me when I can’t sit still. Oh, I just wanna feel. Oh, I just wanna feel. Leading the wolves to the kill. Finding new crystals to help me heal. Oh, I just wanna feel. I know it’s not real.
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Watercolor
05:11
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A boy and a girl go down a dock to talk. As they're interchanging words they get to the end and that's where they stop. This boy's been thinking a lot a lot about this girl. Then he moves in closer and closer and she says, "What is this? You coming on to me for the first time in two years? Is it a dream or am I just living a nightmare?" I don’t know. I still don’t know. So the boy and the girl continue on talking and talking. And in his mind he's blocking and blocking his past out and then they kiss. For the first time in two years. And then he drifts back to two years and thinks, "Was it worth it?" I don't know. I still don't know. I’ve been running running running around with the idea of you in my head, and I just wanna figure out what I did what I did. So lets go back back to the beginning of where this all started and where its all ending. Think back to the very very sad girl that I met. The girl who had a secret that everybody knew. Bah bah bah. Why’d you call? Why you gotta keep calling me? You're calling. Bah bah bah. Why’d you call? I can still hear my phone ringing its ringing. But I don’t know where I could go from here. I just look in those two blue eyes and I stare and I stare. You make everything I work towards so clear from the time that you push me that you told me be there. Watching the movie she stared she stared and I thought that you cared. All I want is the time back just a trade back for my heart attack. So she’s been dancing around with the idea of her in my head making the calls controlling my fragile head my head. I’m just so alone she took it all she never gave it back she’s so unhappy I wish you were alone like I’m alone she’s so unhappy I wish you were alone.
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Blinking At The Lion
05:13
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Hello, my name is Javan. It sure is nice just to have ya. I’ve got a story that you might like to hear. So, if you could open both of your ears. The story starts out like many others. A boy in a bar looking for lovers. Then a girl enters the room followed by fog reflecting the moon. She takes a seat next to him. And he can smell the blood on her lips while he’s touching her hips. Oh, yeah. And he can taste the blood on her lips while he’s kissing those lips those lips are so lovely dear. And she’s loading him on beer and speed then she whispers come on baby baby let’s leave. So they exit the bar, then exit his car and go up the stairs and enter the room. Then she starts to undress. Oh, he can feel her breath on his neck taking each step. Oh, she’s gorgeous. She’s so gorgeous. She opens his mouth and puts a pill right in. Then the room goes black and starts to spin. Well he should have known that her love has shown him his fate. She’s Satans best mate. That pretty girl taking her dates. Oh, its just her hate. He wakes up the next day. Gets up from his bed, and walks to the bathroom. There’s a message on his mirror. It’s written in red lipstick. It says “sorry boy but you have got a disease, you should have been more of a tease and have a nice short life. You bad boy you should’ve stayed home.” But she could smell the lust on his lips while she’s placing those hips just right. And he couldn’t miss her kiss that lustful kiss. She’s just another demon collecting up boy’s souls. Come clean, I’ll rip your body from the mud. With the Devil’s lips, I’ll kiss your name and rattle it around my teeth. Show faith young child. Raise your filthy hands to god and show me the spirit the south would give grace for.
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Carousel
00:47
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Life’s like a horse set on a track. Go one way around and you’ll always end up back.
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