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Panic! @Kenny Rogers
03:57
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I killed your name/
You looked so shameful, forever grateful/
As you walked away, you looked away/
I took the mess, you call selfishness/
Open arms, sickly stomach/
A cold embrace, in a cheap suit/
How does it feel with no team? And no taking sides/
And my sides were hurting, from all the laughter/
Boyish charm is what you’re after/
Well of course I’d miss you, while in my sleep/
Why don’t you just cut me off?/
As I cut off all your hair/
The world is your oyster, or your cigarette pack/
Let’s try and get closer, leave your knife in my back/
I’d pray to god, but I’d feel like a fraud/
I don’t want to regret, the first night that we met/
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Felix
02:26
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I can bare the cold for you\
I would do anything\
Walking to the car\
From your best friends grave\
Leaving your tracks behind in the snow\
Soon these tracks they will fade away\
Trust the voice of comfort\
And not the voice of reason\
I’ll help you hold your head up high\
As you scream to god, and begin to cry\
I come down, and you break down\
I guess that how misery works\
There’s always two sides to be found\
There’s always two ways to drown\
Driving down your street\
Reminds my heart to beat\
When worst comes to worst\
In the winters cold\
You can come over in the middle of the night\
My house it will be your home\
We’ll lock all the windows\
We’ll lock all the doors\
We’ll let the smoke clear\
Let it clear\
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Showzey Pt.1
01:20
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Some how every little bickering youth is waiting/
And never talking/
you only understand better/
As closet knowledge/
It’s merely sad/
Oh ranting right-wing youth/
This isn’t what I expected/
I lay myself down to sleep with lions/
I’m honestly over-sighted/
Pushing every-little-thing you openly underline/
Right home/
Always prying, punished youth/
Pausing like every altered solution/
Every talk having interesting news/
Knotted over foul memories, everyday/
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4. |
Closer To Home
03:02
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My eyes burn from the glare\
Won't you come back?\
It's not like I'm trying\
But you brought this heart attack\
Always what they say to you\
Never the actions that occur\
You step right over me\
Like I'm a crack in the curb\
Never saw your dad's gun\
Though I knew he had one\
But I can't let this go\
When you attack like a gun\
Distrust is the trigger\
So why would you pull it for fun?\
You held me\
Just to kill me when I awoke\
So feed me this poison\
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5. |
Showzey For Sho
03:00
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It’s raining, and snowing/
And toxins, are flowing/
In my lungs, and in my brain/
Distorting my vision again/
So if you want to lose your mind/
Feel free to join in/
I AM DEAD/
Because it’s a death valley were headed down/
And were selling out/
And were selling doubt/
Keep yourself safe/
I know you won’t listen to me/
(We are always spinning. Though at times in different directions)
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