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You gave up or maybe you never had any hope to begin with Jut another lonely boy looking for a little company, Selfishly destroying the girl who wanted nothing ... - All Aboard This Trainwreck
Give me the medicine and I'll break the steady tides to grow old And brew some conversation Messengers, we carry thoughts on paper Across the sea and back home ... - Chuck Norris Doesn't Sleep, He Waits
Frustration overwhelms me, I want to rip my heart right from my chest, And with it pounding in my hands scream, "I don't need this anymore!" Is the view, is it... - I'd Like To Thank The Academy
The chimney blows, and I pretend to follow To break customs and stay south, I dare you now to wipe your mouth And give the pacifier reason Nightfall breaks, and... - I'll Never Make Love To This Town Again
I am your disappointment, And like the autumn leaves, I will fall short and land ever so lightly next to your expectations, And crumble to pieces under the wei... - Inappropriate Mysteries Of The Jersey Shore
Your sincerity is only skin deep It is a costume you wear beautifully Time is running out, but the finish line is nowhere in sight Deadlines come and go, Your ... - It's A Little Too Late For Waves
A rifle in my hand, now the west was on the run As the pressure in my ears keeps me sincere Years ago when I was someone, testing my obsessions, And taking thes... - Loosely Translated, It Means You're A Lunchbox
If Saturn breaks his promise and these rings can't cut my throat, convince me to change I can burn, I can taste the innocent, with Clementine frosting And summe... - The Blackest Snow Falls On London
I have a station, and it's a crime, it's a crime, to kill all of them in these confines You regret, you regret (making these radios) Breaking up and breaking do... - The Dinner Scene
My feet hit the pavement I listen with every inch of my body But maybe it's the clock that laughs at me Time is a virtue, and I'm a virtuoso So, remove all the... - The Legend Of Gene Wilder
Transparent all in the breath of a breeze, it brings me, brings me, to my knees, And I'm blown away, And I'm blown away But you know, you know I'll always be Co... - Tom Collins's Eggnog Holiday Extravaganza
So here we go again, we try to explain our hearts But we end up right back where we began, Where we began, and we argue like little children I am a new audienc...
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