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I wanna live before I die

So don't say I have to cry on

One more freezing floor

I ask you to open the door

And see how things could have gone

The reason that it took so long

Before you could figure out

That for so long I was about to break

And there were no arms to keep me

From harming me and now I'm searchin back to see

How I never tried to ask for some sympathy

'cause no- nobody wants to ride with me too far

'cause I might trip away

But in your arms I'd rather stay



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Want to dream about

Something I can't live withouit

My foot is in your hand

I want you to understand

How I could be confused

Right after being used

But still your here in spite

When I close my eyes to dream at night

I've gotta keep my pants on

I gotta check my pulse before I've gone too far away

To hurt so i think I'll stay around to hear ya breath

Saying all those words to me

Unraveling my fantasy while I drink

My oleander tea



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I left kisses on your front stoop
So you could find them on your way home
And wear them at a party where I'd be your guest
With your soul spinning langfuidly in the warmth
of your chest

You try to remember the sparkle in my eyes
I try to forget the shit and the lies

So here's your December
My kisses in a box
Eat them for dinner
and put them in your sauce

I told secrets to your bedspred
So it could wrap you in it's sonnet
And whisper my longings to the back of your hair
And tell you my story as if i was still there

You try to remember the sparkles in my eyes
I try to forget the shit and the lies

So here's your December
My kisses in a box
Eat them for dinner
and put them in your sauce

They've clipped my wings again
Tore them apart and then
Left me
No use to fly away to
My yesterday
Of freedom
My eyes died back that day
Seeing the hurt I may have done
Beat my instead of them
Pain is my only zen
Of fun

I'll go where secrets are sold
Where roses unfold
I'll sleep as time goes by

So hurting here is where I belong singing a song
Blood on my hands to stay strong
The flowers in the graveyard are all gone I don't belong
There is no right to heal the wrong
Soup's on hot feelin' like a do or die
I can't throw up don't think i even want to try

You still can't make me cry
You've pinned this butterfly
Down
My fire's burning out
Kill my flame without
A frown
And starving hurts the soul
When you're hungry for
Some love
So if I close my eyes
I can really fly
Above

I'll go where secrets are sold
Where roses unfold
I'll sleep as time goes by

So hurting here is where I belong dreaming a song
Blood on my hands to stay strong
The flowers in the graveyard are all gone I don't belong
There is no right to heal the wrong
Soup's on hot feelin' like a do or die
I can't throw up don't think I even want to
Tryyy- tryyyy- tryyyyyy

Oh I don't need an education
Just a microphone's intoxication
And I can't deal with concentration
Give me tongues and stimulation
Who are you to know my story
Who are you to read my book