Gyroscopic
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Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth.
Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut outs.
Speak no feeling, no, I don't believe you.
You don't care a bit, you don't care a bit.
Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut outs.
Speak no feeling, no, I don't believe you.
You don't care a bit, you don't care a bit.
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Oily
moments
sweeping
hung,
on
of
I lay you to rest in my head,
stored away to never return.
I'll forget everything you left
back at home.
Please know, I'm always looking back on a scripted memory.
stored away to never return.
I'll forget everything you left
back at home.
Please know, I'm always looking back on a scripted memory.
Alone at last,
sleeping to help ease my pain.
And I take it back;
you'll never be this close to me.
And I breathe in deep,
it helps me to avoid this state
you've put me in,
you've put me in.
sleeping to help ease my pain.
And I take it back;
you'll never be this close to me.
And I breathe in deep,
it helps me to avoid this state
you've put me in,
you've put me in.
before
marks
where
appear
And now that I can deal with everything you've thrown at me;
and how does it feel,
to know that you could never fix the way we see the way you left us without any reasoning?
Without reasoning.
and how does it feel,
to know that you could never fix the way we see the way you left us without any reasoning?
Without reasoning.
life
pleasure
insensitivity
Where are we?
What the hell is going on?
The dust has only just begun to form crop circles in the carpet,
Sinking... Feeling...
Spin me 'round again, and rub my eyes;
This can't be happening.
When busy streets a mess with people
Would stop to hold their heads heavy...
What the hell is going on?
The dust has only just begun to form crop circles in the carpet,
Sinking... Feeling...
Spin me 'round again, and rub my eyes;
This can't be happening.
When busy streets a mess with people
Would stop to hold their heads heavy...
Hide and seek
Trains and sewing machines
(Oh, you won't catch me around here)
Blood and tears.
They were here first.
Trains and sewing machines
(Oh, you won't catch me around here)
Blood and tears.
They were here first.
Hide and seek
Trains and sewing machines
All those years;
They were here first.
Trains and sewing machines
All those years;
They were here first.
Mm, what you say
Oh, that you only meant well?
Well, of course you did.
Mm, what you say
Mm, that it's all for the best?
Of course it is.
Mm, what you say
Hmm, that it's just-a-what we need,
you decided this.
Mm, what you say
Hmm, what did you say?
Oh, that you only meant well?
Well, of course you did.
Mm, what you say
Mm, that it's all for the best?
Of course it is.
Mm, what you say
Hmm, that it's just-a-what we need,
you decided this.
Mm, what you say
Hmm, what did you say?
walls;
takeover;
this
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Gyroscopic
Habbo Created On:
Nov 5, 2008
Writing desperation through heartache.
