This is slow communique This is slow communique It's a show that I hope you know My opposing say, Why are we inside? There are no rules There are no
i'm trying too hard to forget to just be me. forgetting to forget the imagined audience. who i wish would understand me, yet never know me. because i
...But the road to hell is paved with good intentions, and whether or not you were trying to ruin my friend - the simple fact is that you almost did.
this is it, this is it. and the friendships die here, in this place. where i find myself waiting for you. with my emotions in a constant state of flux
so behind- I spring, jog and i walk i pause and stop to wait for a miracle i had to look for an excuse had to look for design lent their anthem try not
wrapped us up in these lines breathless as we are even though i resigned. cannot trust that which is veiled (this time seemed to be the) should have
here i drown in artificial light, in a cluttered room, which has never really felt like mine. and outside, the sun is rising which i know by feeliing,
It seems those days have come and gone into the obscurbing glaze of hindsight. We were just kids, grasping for truth. But what we had can never be replaced
starting becomes an adherent obstacle when all objections are raised beforehand, in the head knowing what one can and will say against whatever is being
come clean Think what he say, say what he means Maybe on a Monday he'll have something to say Communication Communique Communique [Incomprehensible] Communique Communication Communique Communication Communique Communication Communique
And try to communicate Your X-ray ears are shattering the walls In your home Disconnected phone, it's primitive and cold Free the dormant you, dialing to unfold Communicate
all But in the communique you know he's gonna come clean Think what he say Say what he means Maybe on Monday he got something to say Communication Communique Communique
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