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And suddenly. . . I was there!!! Amazed by what I saw The truth lies in the middle On the road for six years And honestly I don’t care If I ever make it back alive. The small stones in the road Represent the fragments of my skull That I left in many different Black holes across this wicked Universe and in this second verse. I love when the rain falls I feel you I love the smell that is left When you stay the night I feel your fingers slide Softly           d           o           w           n                        d           o           w           n        my back and my head Cannot grip this memory and keep it Together for you Long enough To shake me out of the crossfire And back into that sparrow’s nest Of hair that I call my home, you know Girl, you need to know what’s going on On the other-side Your life is going nowhere down there Midtown is not downtown It is the final circle of hell And you are just getting started I’m getting all backwards and forwards Is ****** for good stories Take a step, take a breath back In and out, out and in A little love, loves a little sin I want you I want you too I want you to remember This
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Feb 11, 2013
Feb 11, 2013 at 9:39 AM UTC
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And suddenly. . . I was there!!! Amazed by what I saw The truth lies in the middle On the road for six years And honestly I don’t care If I ever make it back alive. The small stones in the road Represent the fragments of my skull That I left in many different Black holes across this wicked Universe and in this second verse. I love when the rain falls I feel you I love the smell that is left When you stay the night I feel your fingers slide Softly           d           o           w           n                        d           o           w           n        my back and my head Cannot grip this memory and keep it Together for you Long enough To shake me out of the crossfire And back into that sparrow’s nest Of hair that I call my home, you know Girl, you need to know what’s going on On the other-side Your life is going nowhere down there Midtown is not downtown It is the final circle of hell And you are just getting started I’m getting all backwards and forwards Is ****** for good stories Take a step, take a breath back In and out, out and in A little love, loves a little sin I want you I want you too I want you to remember This
andrew-mcelroy
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andrew-mcelroy
30/M/Australian
Feb 11, 2013
Feb 11, 2013 at 9:39 AM UTC
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