just by questioning, can you imagine if we all started demanding? i can play along to every record, front and back every song, and every word means as much to me as
cause there were other women. this just isn't love, it's just the remorse of a loss of a feeling even if i stayed it just wouldn't be the same. me
front, we go into the obscurity of an easy to pass on feeling that objection is so cliche. a new waaay on [x4] so can your pop sensibilities sing me
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it's an into the sunrise aesthetic, let's pretend this is an informed consent. that class division doesn't make an infantry, there is no incentive, no
more word tonight between here and there We'll put a distance the size of the ocean so now this heart can beat a skipping rhythm As the cadence carries me
again, there is no point in a keepsake when you run from collections. I know one day there will be a book or a song line to remind me how much it meant
The party's over A CD skipping It's the same hook repeating Grows more grating with each passing second... And the walls contain a resonation, laughter
nowhere to go, so you found someplace, you have nothing to say you start lying What the fuck were you thinking I'm not sorry I'd do it all again.
you don't wanna be so easily forgotten I hate these songs I hate the words That the singer is singing to me I hate this melody I hate this stupid fucking
she said, "i'm sure you do this all the time...right?" as the morning came and the city woke into the building people all went to work, as their rides
Chaka Khan let me rock you, let me rock you Chaka Khan I said let me rock you that's all i wanna do Chaka Khan let me rock you, let me rock you Chaka