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Fire inside me Try and take me I'll break you into a million pieces Maybe even set you free Forget what you knew about what you worked so hard to know Skies are cracking, the Earth is dying, and I'm just sighing inside Good night to the moon, remember that fairy tale? Oh, who knew the high white moon was lying to you? These pebbled beaches are burning my feet Everyone around me is telling me to be neat I laugh in their face and spill water in their drink Their scratching their head hard, struggling to think Absolutist minds kick themselves in the end Mr. N taught me something as well as my brother Big Ben So if your around let that lady know Tonight I'll be working in the late night snow Positive as I walk down the depths of 4th street Watching Keats break bread, lacing up his leather cleats Bobbing up & down in a purple vest made of gold Frowning hearts are lady love's true mold Color's that blinded me in my youth are now looking beautiful All I got are my hands, a pen, and a will to stay dutiful Attack me with all you got and I'll leave you dead in the sand Rush me now, head down, and I'll bury you in this "unified" land Farewell to the beats that once were heard round' the world Forget the way things were because the doom is in the swirl Aftermath rejects sit late after school with a narrow minded hate I'm setting a mental note of my soon to be release date
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Feb 8, 2011
Feb 8, 2011 at 1:06 PM UTC
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Fire inside me Try and take me I'll break you into a million pieces Maybe even set you free Forget what you knew about what you worked so hard to know Skies are cracking, the Earth is dying, and I'm just sighing inside Good night to the moon, remember that fairy tale? Oh, who knew the high white moon was lying to you? These pebbled beaches are burning my feet Everyone around me is telling me to be neat I laugh in their face and spill water in their drink Their scratching their head hard, struggling to think Absolutist minds kick themselves in the end Mr. N taught me something as well as my brother Big Ben So if your around let that lady know Tonight I'll be working in the late night snow Positive as I walk down the depths of 4th street Watching Keats break bread, lacing up his leather cleats Bobbing up & down in a purple vest made of gold Frowning hearts are lady love's true mold Color's that blinded me in my youth are now looking beautiful All I got are my hands, a pen, and a will to stay dutiful Attack me with all you got and I'll leave you dead in the sand Rush me now, head down, and I'll bury you in this "unified" land Farewell to the beats that once were heard round' the world Forget the way things were because the doom is in the swirl Aftermath rejects sit late after school with a narrow minded hate I'm setting a mental note of my soon to be release date
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ashby-brown
Feb 8, 2011
Feb 8, 2011 at 1:06 PM UTC
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