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This was for you, Dear
03:21
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You came careening the corner, and left me in a haze of smoking tracks.
Followed you back, tried to warn you, you might go and break somebody’s neck.
You were lookin might sad, all teary eyed and wrapped in plaid.
I wondered what it is that I could do. Get you your ass up the floor and get out of that uniform. We're gonna leave here for a few
Don’t sigh, if you show me a smile I’ll show you a good time
I quite hope you’re mine for keeps, I’ll try to kiss you when your sisters asleep
The awkwardness is dead and gone, you can mess my hair and bite my tongue, occasionally correct my speech
This stupid song is all I got, and if you don’t like it that’s just tough, you’d have to leave to make me stop.
There’s not much left that I can do, I’ll wrap it up leave the rest to you
There’s not much left that I can say do you remember, when we first met and bopped our heads to Find A Way.
I'd hate it if it stopped
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Blindfolded
04:45
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Five steps ahead, Heart wrapped around the gut, Bruised and blindfolded.
Stand and aim your gun. Go for the lungs. Breathings already difficult.
Memories full of 'no's', 'stops' and 'I have to goes'. Never know who you're holding.
And if there's no winning back, If there's no coming round, Salvage something from this wreck. Please come tell me now
Smiles and pleasantries, lying through the teeth can be very convincing.
Eyes were coloured wrong, but enticed by a song, is that all we had going?
Prized and pulled apart, run for the hills. You were scarred by the mark of my teeth.
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I Wish
02:47
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I listen intently cos my heart it is empty
Not bound to your shit and i got chances a plenty
There’s just one thing in the way
It’s this love in the grey
It started to fade, started to decay
I wish
I wish
I wish
For this to be done
I got you over reactions and your statement retraction,
Swirling round in my head
And i got constant distractions of physical attractions,
So we have some trouble ahead
Can’t take my eyes off her skin, now I got her moving in, moving in to my head
You find it hard to cross my mind, my morals they are blind, they are blind to your dread
I think it time to worry, cos I’m sick of your sorrys, of the time that we had
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Tania Shwain
03:33
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As I begin to heal, in comes herself and up go my heels
I’m beginning to feel again
Just as I found it you went and stole it, barely got the chance now to hold it
I’m beginning to feel again
I’ll run, and you’ll follow, you’ll pull, at every possible thread
It’ll tear, and unravel, laid bare, for everyone to see
Cursed with this brain dead weight, blank stares I never know what to say
But it’s beginning change
Down went the borders I started talking, and I’ll smile just incase
It’s beginning to change
Can you hear me? Cos I’m clearly hear what I’m saying, should I slow down a bit more of this madness Cos these words hit hard on you chest, should I slow down a bit
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