autumn fades to reveal truth-reality, ties that bind the past unveil at seam, i've traveled through the years with naive touch and palettes so bright
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Kit says that she wants it, hangin onto me like a disease Jaime Skratch says she needs it, but she don't know she got all that she needs u say that I
they cast out the dark with 2 stones and a spark til your seconds away from redemption wage your war with the dead and your breakfast in bed till your seconds
tonight i'm sending you a message this is the end of an era the end of second chances in the face of defeat i'm winning yet you still have so much left
HOW TO CREATE AN ENEMY! THIS IS HOW TO START A WAR! THIS IS HOW TO CREATE AN ENEMY! First step: create the enemy. Sometimes this will be done for you. Second
denied the period is coming to an end Touch our goalie one more time and I swear you'll never rise again First intermission [2nd period] Highstick you right between
crash It's looking like another... Breakdown, rebound This could be my last goodbye You crossed your heart, I hope to die And I can't deny your eyes You know I tried to read between
in to pass but now in ninety-one B-ball wavin pom-poms to cheers Screaming for the team, who asks "where do we go from here? " Second problem is the
You can't escape life just because you stopped living but you're dead the same second you decide to just give in and given the choice between your own
them all I start to sleep but it's not over The second hand is moving slower now I'd take it all back To start over again Just between the rock and
enemy taking control of things Now is the time, this is the melody, this is the symphony Now hear my cry, there's no words beneath There's no in between
it's all about Babe, I swear you will succumb to me So, baby, come to me When the lights go out (Ah, yeah, check it) (Check it out) (Second verse, girl
up the track man Give the whole neighborhood some second hand rap Its just like a cigarette, its something that I do Once in awhile but between me and
York, last Christmas between near and far ? If I search for one thing that I really can't find, the answer must be in my heart, I count every second
Talkin' 'bout rap, was gonna play ya And I was wasting my time writing rhyme (hahaha) You made yourself loud and clear You wanted me to choose between
