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no one offering love or wondering about your day
I want to feel like I feel when I'm asleep
dreams are nice, but they're only temporary
become a secondary character in your own motion picture
the grass is always greener on the other pesticide
autism is one hell of a drug
when the routine bites hard
and ambitions are low
and the resentment rides high
but emotions wont grow
ash is our purest form
die young and save yourself
well this is the same logic that got us into trouble the first time
no no, you were the one that cared too hard, not them
allow yourself to lose interest in the things you love
I'll build my own wooden home
to rest my frail frame
I meme my life away
you're drinking bottled love now
on and on we run away from the things we are afraid
there is a light that never goes out
twinkle twinkle little star
alcoholics don't get far
unless they drink and drive
let's go for a ride
unloved is not a poor way to rebel
I think I'm in love with a lie
it is a joy to be hidden and a disaster not to be found
the clock on my wall
is stuck on yesterday
always talk down on yourself whenever possible
allow yourself to lose interest in the things you love
I dream of you in colors that don’t exist
I don't want to be awake again
oh, I'll break them down, no mercy shown
know your soul
a massgrave is still
just a hole
ashamed of what you used to be
forgive me my imperfection
and I forgive the world
point the way
to have a life
a beautiful environment is the darkest hell
you're gonna carry that weight
if you have to experience it all alone
your friends aren't enough to be happy, I swear
blessed are the peacemakers
I miss how we dealt with the old things
I feel my bones are sore, moving is such a chore
friends love friends moving on
fix your heart or die
this is the last one
the ship of fools I'm on will sink
what a glorious set of stairs we make
at the bottom of the ocean fish won't judge you by your faults
we started with psychodrama
the hottest part of a flame is blue
feeling like a burden ?
get a rope and sleep with it
life is such a wonderful waste of time
your friends, dead. the world on fire. and you... alone
you're a failure. finally, something we have in common
I exist and I find it nauseating
you feel it, too, don’t you?
body of water holding all manner of life
plans made to be executed at a later point in time
I wish I could be good
I wish I could matter to someone just someone
I'm unaware of the time that I've lost
I'm trying to be that which I'm not
it's as if everything I've lived through
is only something I was told
I already know all the news by now
whatever happens, happens
how could I think that I’ll be ready
might controls everything and without strength
you cannot protect anything, let alone yourself
I always hated myself for not having enough strength
does your dim heart, heal or destroy
we're burning chaos in the wind
drifting in the ocean all alone
take a gamble that love exists
and do a loving act
memories of us feel so real, must be fake
I'd rather be estranged than next of kin
nothing's wrong and no one's asking
but the fear's so strong it leaves you gasping
no way to last out here like this for long
the dead know what they're doing
when they leave this world behind
I confess I'm barely hanging on
the stars don’t shine upon us
we’re in the way of their light
all the suffering gets done
by the ones we leave behind
see? I'm real
my worst got the best of me
to have it for a day is better than never finding it at all
spent all my time, hoping everything would work out right
nobody's nice
when you're older your heart turns to ice
when a man grows content a woman will begin to resent
the truth is stranger than my own worst dreams
broken and smokin' where the infrared deer plunge in the digital snake
we've never been promised there would be a tomorrow
you're almost never gonna regret not saying something
not exactly a fairy tale beginning
you hope hatred might someday replace the pain
flowers of a brighter past they bloomed so free beneath the sun
when all hope bleeds out what remains is doubt
life tasted sweet
the beginning and the end are one and the same
fill up the bath with glass
and cover your face
the days run away like wild horses
forgetting the facts does not change them
some men die under the mountain just looking for gold
some die looking for a hand to hold
hope is the only thing you can have when trying to recover
I don't want any time alive if it's gonna be like this
it's not funny when you feel this low
I am everyone I met
I am less than I expected to be
nothing has changed in years
holding out, holding on
if I was talking meaningfully with my friends
understanding in negative
you deserve to be happy, but you shouldn't be
just someone else's baggage
sometimes right, just too stupid to prove it
you’re searching for something you’re not gonna find
a nuanced understanding of homosexuality
mental equivalent of popcorn
I am the architect of my own destruction
same old tearjerking stories to make us cry
over the years seems like I'm getting dumber
the dance of flesh on flesh has rendered us blind
it's better to be stepped on than left all alone
everywhere at the same time
narrowed down to nothing
just above the surface
can't put perfume on a piece of
prettiest words couldn’t fix what was torn apart
carrying the weight of the world
this time, i'll definitely make you happy
everything to gain means everything to lose
i'm going to be a friend of mine
dumpster wrapped in sadness
it's hard living like a punchline
i don’t need to provide any amusement or enjoyment
i don’t need to receive amusement or enjoyment,
because nothing good can make up for how terrible this feels
the champ goes down like a clown in the second round
near death happiness
so soft spoken you might blow away

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roberto tigani 4 Nov @ 11:34am 
Cot-cot-cot,
Cot-cot-cot,
Fac si eu ce pot, ce pot
Cot-co-dac,
Cot-co-dac,
Puii să-mi impac...

Ciugulesc,
Mă zbârlesc,
Si mi-i chem, mi-i chem mereu,
Ca nu-i las,
Nici un pas,
Far'de mine, eu.

Si le-adun
Ce-i mai bun --
Si seara, cu drag, le spun
Cot-co-dac,
Cot-co-dac,
Basme să-i impac.

Clonc-clonc-clonc,
Clonc-clonc-clonc,
Si-i adorm apoi asa,
Incalziti
Si paziti
Sub aripa mea.
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