Sometimes, we wish for the world to change, and we hold onto false hopes that end up breaking our hearts, or worse, our souls. So to blow up everything is the best way to set us free, and become a golden version of ourselves and the spirit we are gi...
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I'm surprised how she's supporting a crime I've heard it's because she's in love with the criminal But who am i to judge her? I'm also in love with him That's how fucked up both of us are Difference is that at least, she has the courage By standing at the criminal's side While I'm writing this pitiful joke of pain And that's real love, I guess.
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His curls were my favorite spiral Thoughts weren't spinning but running Eyes on me, I count to three To the guy that has ignited a spark in my heart Life's been numb and chest' been dumb Empty as a plastic box, he's the one for now So I get attached to him in a matter of seconds Just because he dared to look at me Now I'm listening to his records
His curls were my favorite spiral Down to emotions, I'm feeling young again Didn't I want to be as young as a seventeen year old? Well it seems that my love life hasn't mature Even when the runners come, summers' gone I still don't know how to pick the one So I get attached to him in a matter of days Just because we have exchanged ideas Now I'm looking to escape in ways
His curls were my favorite spiral We were truly connected in our laughs Staring at each other through the corner of the class Everyone knew but us Twenty and twenty one played hard on our health Confidence is a key but trust is something I've lost So I get attached to him in a matter of lies Just because I haven't been manipulated in so long Now I'm looking for the girl that cries
After two years and a half Of feeling nothing but loneliness Seeing myself as a rebound wasn't a craft All he though about was her Couldn't face the pain I'm running away
Oh dear, Lord please exist And bless my heart Is falling in Pisces Oh dear, Lord please exist And bless my moon Is falling in Pisces Oh deat, Lord please exist And bless my soul Is falling in Pisces Oh dear, Lord please exist And bless his life Is falling in Pisces
After two years and a half Of feeling nothing but loneliness Seeing myself go solo has been the goal All he thinks about is her Couldn't face the pain I'm running away
