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don't call me
04:01
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Don’t call me it’s kinda late
I’m busy watching parks and rec
And you know that I’ll pick up at the first ring when I see your name
Don’t call me it’s kinda late
I don’t wanna think about you, or see you, or hear your voice
Not if I want to sleep tonight.
But if you message me, I’ll overthink, and ask my friends what to do so,
Don’t call me it’s kinda late
Don’t call me it’s kinda late
I’m busy watching parks and rec
And you know that I’ll pick up at the first ring when I see your name
Don’t call me it’s kinda late
I’ll admit that last few months were tough for you and me
We had a lot to say, we had time to think
I was alone, so were you. It felt so long, but I was free,
I didn’t need you anymore. Then
You called me and it was kinda late
You’re my drug, I’m your safety net
Because you know, I’m fucking always there to catch you if you fall
So, you called me and it was kinda late
Don’t call me it’s kinda late
I’m busy watching parks and rec
And you know that I’ll pick up at the first ring when I see your name
Don’t call me it’s kinda late
Don’t call me it’s fucking late
I’m busy watching walking dead
And you know that I’ll pick up at the first fucking ring when I see your name
Don’t call me it’s kinda late
Don’t call me it’s kinda late
Don’t call me it’s kinda late
Don’t call me
(something like that)
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Voice 018
04:25
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Since you held my hand, I can’t let go
I lie on it all the time, so the blood doesn’t flow
And I close my eyes, and imagine you next to me
Holding your hand, I hope, to not find it empty
Since I left your floor, and you left me alone
I can’t picture a tomorrow without you, I’m on my own
Since we lay down on his lawn and all the stars moved along,
so that we can make up lines and pictures, connect the stars.
And their not lonely anymore, they have a purpose in their lives
Oh how I wish I was like them
And I’m keeping my mouth shut, and I’m keeping all my lies,
stare deep into your eyes but I’m afraid you’ll look right past - me.
I feel invisible, like a superhero but I’m not a hero, tho
I’m invincible, or so I feel when I’m around ya
Let’s play cards against humanity we don’t have to sit here
And though my mind is not empty, it’s pretty clear
That this conversation can not be saved,
This conversation can not be saved.
Not when it’s about this and that and this again,
How the rain came and went back again.
Why is it hard to hold your hand?
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Not when it’s about this and that and this again,
How the rain came back and went again
Why is it hard to be your friend?
-
You’ll talk about how your friends left you alone
I’m scared that I will mess it up
This conversation and where it’s going
I feel dumb, with what I’m saying
Cause all I’m saying is ‘yes, no, maybe’
‘That sucks, I know, I’m sorry’ I
wish that there was more I could do
Than to write a song or two about you
I’ll still lie here on my hand, feeling nothing is better than
Emptiness that comes without yours.
And I’ll still lie here on my bed, pretending you’re right next to me
And I can hear your voice by my side.
And I’ll keep my eyes wide shut, so I can still see your face
And I can still see your smiling eyes,
Coz Everytime I see you, everytime I talk to you,
I fall, fall, and fall...
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Half-ass Rhymes
04:00
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Can you hear, my voice? when I,
Talk to you it changes from up and down, constantly
To keep calm and carry on,
To keep calm and carry on.
Can you read, my thoughts?
Like the ones I try to hide, from those (who’d have)
Nothing, to lose…
By telling all, by telling all.
But I won’t lie about the the time, sleepless nights and half ass rhymes
Spent on you and on your eyes
After class I’ll wait for you, make some plans, just for two
And I know they’re not enough
Truth be told, I was holding on the thought that you’d hear me
When I passed by and said “Hey” and smiled at you dearly.
I called your name, you weren’t there, I just see you everywhere
I look…
But I am me, and you are you constantly better.
Braver, stronger, and wiser than I’ll ever be.
leave me and I’ll stay back, see the things that I lack
inside my mind,
inside my mind.
But I won’t lie about the the time, sleepless nights and half ass rhymes
Spent on you and on your eyes
After class I’ll wait for you, make some plans, just for two
And I know they’re not enough
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Movies make everything seem so fucking easy
Why don’t you come tonight and see one with me
And I’ll, make sure that it’s a good one
I’m pretty sure that we’ll have fun.
It’s not a sequel to a movie that didn’t need one
Nor is it made by M. Night Shamalamadingdong
Not a reboot or one based of a book,
12 years, I don’t care how long it took.
Chris Pratt, uh… In that case maybe.
I like that guy he was Andy
And, we’ll buy popcorn in the movies
Though we’ll be thirsty very quickly
Though we’ll be thirsty very quickly
Though we’ll be thirsty very quickly
They charge you a lot in the movies
They charge you a lot for drinks
And the popcorn, the tickets, 3D glasses
They charge you a lot in the movies
We can hide some stuff in our bags
Some coke cans, and some movie snacks
They won’t check, they won’t care
So long as we act cool.”
It’s not a sequel to a movie that didn’t need one
Nor is it made by M. Night Shamalamadingdong
Not a reboot or one based of a book,
12 years, I don’t care how long it took.
Chris Pratt, uh… In that case maybe.
I like that guy he was Andy
It doesn’t matter as long as you’re
with me,
It doesn’t matter as long as you’re
with me,
Movies make everything seem so fucking easy
Why don’t you come tonight and see one with me
And I’ll, make sure that it’s a good one
I’m pretty sure that we’ll have fun.
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