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From the moment I opened you up (shhhhhhhh) I knew you were all bottled up (pop) Took off your cap Didn't have to tell you to relax You knew what I was there to do (Sigh) Provide a little piece of paradise for you but in the center of your stomach lived a thunder Nothing frightening considering it wasn't paired with lighting but it made me wonder Who forgot to tell you that you're great You believe it anyway, now, so it may be too late To tell you in so many ways Its fate That the ones who starve at first Soon feed the masses with their worth Destined for beautiful tragedies since birth No accidents can happen This path to reality isn't magic Its fathomed long before we start There is death in the depths of our hearts There is life in the corners of our souls There is beauty in the compilation of both stories when told Truth speaks to seek what lies cannot tell Fear is the reason most things fail So I guess I was afraid to love you The same way I was afraid to lose you Most days I am afraid I'll choose you Over me
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Jun 3, 2016
Jun 3, 2016 at 10:13 AM UTC
Bottled Up
From the moment I opened you up (shhhhhhhh) I knew you were all bottled up (pop) Took off your cap Didn't have to tell you to relax You knew what I was there to do (Sigh) Provide a little piece of paradise for you but in the center of your stomach lived a thunder Nothing frightening considering it wasn't paired with lighting but it made me wonder Who forgot to tell you that you're great You believe it anyway, now, so it may be too late To tell you in so many ways Its fate That the ones who starve at first Soon feed the masses with their worth Destined for beautiful tragedies since birth No accidents can happen This path to reality isn't magic Its fathomed long before we start There is death in the depths of our hearts There is life in the corners of our souls There is beauty in the compilation of both stories when told Truth speaks to seek what lies cannot tell Fear is the reason most things fail So I guess I was afraid to love you The same way I was afraid to lose you Most days I am afraid I'll choose you Over me
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Jun 3, 2016
Jun 3, 2016 at 10:13 AM UTC
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