Paroles Two Violins, Which Are Meant To Represent The Forest de Kind Of Like Spitting

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Nowhere you'd rather be than fifteen blocks away. Tonight you're embracing it tomorrow who's to say. Deem love unconditional but the real world don't work that way. When we examine it we don't know what to say. She tells her roommates not to take your calls. The severed heads line the bed their names all burnt in the wall. It's just not cool to act like it's a big deal. She tells her roommates not to take your call, you hear her telling them from the hall. Sloppy kids get drunk and drive their cars like big wheels its no big deal. We create images to make our lives seem pretty. We stumble through our rooms in search of a life worth living. But what good does image do when we're tired and unforgiving? The books you've read next to your bed, the words all roll in your mouth. Even if you could say just what you meant do you think you could work it out? She tells her roommates not to take your call, you hear her telling them from the hall. You hang up slow scared as hell, she's not kidding this is real. Nowhere you'd rather be than tied to a line to her. Tonight you'll try again as for tomorrow you're not sure

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