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Two together in this mystic place My heart creates a rhythmic bass Every time I see your face Until it's erased And replaced By the terrible treble of trouble Popping our soundproof bubble With lyrics that are subtle And screeches bringing rubble Sounding like a symphony Expressing the imp in me And how I'm a **** indeed No need for Web MD To see I'm my own enemy Who'll bring about the end of me After all the entropy That entered me Mentors me You erotically Melodically Fed off of me Taught not to see I'm not to lead But you followed I made us bleed Until we hollowed War drummed Sore thumbs Up in the air Covering despair Beyond repair I want to share But I'm scared You won't be there Drowning in my grave I heard your song play Through sonic waves Which wither and fray Like a donkey's bray In a beeping den Playing EDM Before 3pm So I fled The crescendo Of the innuendo In your tempo Made me explode After a violent violinist Told me I was finished Because I was impish Your guitar Led to your car Which took me far Into shining stars That became bars That had me ensnared But what did you care? Tired of blank stares Your tempo flared Pushing me down a stairwell After I didn't fair well In your musical chair hell
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Sep 16, 2018
Sep 16, 2018 at 1:48 AM UTC
Musical Chair
Two together in this mystic place My heart creates a rhythmic bass Every time I see your face Until it's erased And replaced By the terrible treble of trouble Popping our soundproof bubble With lyrics that are subtle And screeches bringing rubble Sounding like a symphony Expressing the imp in me And how I'm a **** indeed No need for Web MD To see I'm my own enemy Who'll bring about the end of me After all the entropy That entered me Mentors me You erotically Melodically Fed off of me Taught not to see I'm not to lead But you followed I made us bleed Until we hollowed War drummed Sore thumbs Up in the air Covering despair Beyond repair I want to share But I'm scared You won't be there Drowning in my grave I heard your song play Through sonic waves Which wither and fray Like a donkey's bray In a beeping den Playing EDM Before 3pm So I fled The crescendo Of the innuendo In your tempo Made me explode After a violent violinist Told me I was finished Because I was impish Your guitar Led to your car Which took me far Into shining stars That became bars That had me ensnared But what did you care? Tired of blank stares Your tempo flared Pushing me down a stairwell After I didn't fair well In your musical chair hell
andrew-rueter
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30/M/Kentucky
Sep 16, 2018
Sep 16, 2018 at 1:48 AM UTC
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