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Early Departure
03:06
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December is when all of the
sad people leave
The type who accept failure and shattered dreams
I'm sorry that it doesn't snow in Phoenix
No sun to reflect its brightness
Into our eyes and onto someone else
Gifts appear better on a crowded shelf
When your tears turn to ice sickles
And remember what you had
They'll be nothing left but thinking back
Flipping though all the chapters that you've read before
stimulating senses that you can't ignore
Red looks so good on white
Hearts in the clouds
I'll kiss it goodbye
While snow angels cry
Kiss it goodbye
I'll kiss it goodbye
Kiss it goodbye
I'll kiss it goodbye
Kiss it goodbye
I'll kiss it goodbye
Kiss it goodbye
I'll kiss it good
Red looks so good on white
Hearts in the clouds
I'll kiss it goodbye
While snow angels cry
December is when all of the
sad people leave
The type who accept failure and shattered dreams
I'm sorry that our stars are faulty
The brightest ones can die so suddenly
One glimpse in the eye and they burn out
Alone in space no one can hear you shout
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Clockwork
04:30
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The time is ticking down
Like the drops left in your glass
A habit turned to lies
made suitable for you.
When all your loved ones disappear
will you cave in?
Recurring episodes with each and every whim
To This point, in your life
I learned so much from you
As a kid I would sit and watch
Taking notes on what you do
About the time I turned sixteen
I saw you change
I never thought that you would wear
Such an evil brand of shame
I'm Pinned down in this fight
With no chance to advance
A choice of what matters most
Is way too hard for you to see
The time is ticking down
Like the drops left in your glass
The dullness in your eyes
Fill mine with so much pain
Like a soldier home from war
My senses strained
set way too high
Slurring, stumbling, words misspelled
I notice every sign
I have the same dream every night
Running blindly through the sand
The waves come like clock work at five
Slamming me down
I'm Pinned down in this fight
With no chance to advance
A choice of what matters most
Is way too hard for you to see
Hands shaking, vision blurred
Pain strikes through both my knees
Voices and hands from my friends reach out to me
All I did was ask for help
And you threw it in my face
That was when you crossed the line
Now I'm stuck with anger I can't erase
I'm Pinned down in this fight
With no chance to advance
A choice of what matters most
Is way too hard for you to see
The time has run out
Like the drops left in your glass
You made your point
You picked a bottle over me
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Bipolar Express
03:19
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