

Jesus' got nothing on usall around are the misfits,Jesus' got nothing on us
the creatons of this earth,
inside our own souls,
the eternal place of their birth,
why am I so unforgiving, so broken, lost and burnt, why do I keep living, in a world long past its worth, these floorboards creek, with the weight of my own heart, how many more weeks in this play, must I take part,
written in a book,
long beyond it's time, it's spoken of milk and honey, and holy divine signs, pages thin like patience, run thick with blood of those, who blindly fllowed leaders since, a


Fairy talelet's hear the story, 'bout the one who got away, 'bout the last good man, who died two years today, and let's hear the one, about your greif and constant sorrow, excuse me if I don't sympathize, I see the self pity in your eyes,Fairy tale
write me a story, about your time in hell, a book would be so boring, without the lies you tell, read as I fall asleep, of the ones who did you wrong, you sew what you reap, and I'm sick of this same song,
despite what's told, I see these truths, buried in the old, broken battered and bruise


FlyGonna fly, get away from all this pain gonna fly, find myself and start again I got to fly away from the things that hold me back gonna leave this place and never look back run from problems no I'll go straight into hell leave myself behind to make sure I won't tell of all these things I miss of you and all you ever were won't look for reason inside I know I reap what I have earned find yourself a better place I hope you find yourself I hope you benefit in wisdom and good health but now we've got to go leave time on your side 'cause if you believe in me then again we can try &nFly


Inside outOnce inside of my mind everything was clouded gray going hard had to finish first in my race to save the day no more time with myself inside never gonna run away life's one-sided but that's okayInside out
insude out-run around in circles yeah run me down-let me hit the ground running inside out-wake at nigh and hate the day run me down-wouldn't kill me anyway
had to make life a little better never made it quite to there solo flight from the other side where the freedom chokes the air heard of places far away where nobodies gotta care does
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I was a teenage monster
And a product of our modern times
I'm young and I'm supple and I look so fine!
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From a creepy girl named Shay <3
I'm sorry if I frightened you at lunch.
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Recent studies show that umbrellas will bite their owners when the owners are not looking. Be on your guard.
Nein.
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I was a teenage monster
And a product of our modern times
I'm young and I'm supple and I look so fine!
--
Recent studies show that umbrellas will bite their owners when the owners are not looking. Be on your guard.
Nein.
--
I was a teenage monster
And a product of our modern times
I'm young and I'm supple and I look so fine!
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