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A bullet of sunlight pierces the clouds; golden heaven touches ground,
I see that childhood toy that hangs above the crib and spins around, Except it is suspended from a golden yellow sky, With paper mache animals and gargoyles hoisted from it, The golden Porsche makes its way up a Great Plains highway, Glaring sunlight from its grill, We never get a glimpse but there is the suspense, Of being hunted by a freak |
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Are you still into it? 'cause I'm still into it.
We haven't had sore bits for about a fortnight. Am I your only one? 'Cause you're still my only one. But if you need more, I'll just do it in some, right. We should go into town and spend some money. We could go to the pictures and see something funny. We'd share a popcorn and we can go to the pub at night. We can get right tanked up and go home and have a fight. Will you still miss me, when I'm gone? Is there love there, even when I'm wrong? Will you still kiss me, if you find out? I will now leave here but don't follow me. We could go into town and spend some money. We could go to the pictures, go and see something funny. Share a popcorn and when it's finished we could go to the pub at night. And get really pissed and go home and have a fight. Will you miss me, when I'm gone? Is there love there, even when I'm wrong? Will you still kiss me, if you find out? I will leave you and I will miss you. |
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Of all I knew, I held too few
And would you stop me if I tried to stop you? Old songs stay till the end Sad songs remind me of friends And the way that it is, I could leave it all And I ask myself would you care at all? When I drive alone at night I see the street lights as fair grounds And I've tried a hundred times To see the road signs as day-glo Old songs stay till the end Sad songs remind me of friends And the way that it is, I could leave it all And I ask myself would you care at all? |
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Ghosts are scared
of falling down. Ghosts are scared of falling down. It's hard to see. He said to me. It's hard to see. He said to me. Tried my best Failed the test. Did my worst. Came in first. |
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