Im begging for your hand, screaming at your face. Come with me kid well leave this place. Im all yours because I hate this house and how sad it makes you in the morning, that Im hoping will never come. I just want to watch this sky and some, stars, are out I do believe. And this winter came I think we made it through the freeze. Someday well drive away. And well cut up my face because its too plain. You are this! I swear its this town Ill never see again. If I have my way and time, to just sing. I swear this town I will not see. Anything but silence, anything you say will stay in my head for days and days. But Im sorry we couldnt make it back this evening. Im still hoping. We have to move or so it seems. I guess the hospitals are near because I can hear those screams, and you breathing over me. Well ha ha, ha, ha ha, I tricked you once again but I promise someday well drive away. And well cut up my face because its too plain. You are this! Well its here, with your expensive taste that we should have framed this place. And kept it in your shelf. Next to you big city dreams. Its in your touch it seems. But you wear that on your sleeve, and all the thoughts that make you bleed. So go ahead kid we loved it. Sing it loud before the lights hit, and we are forced to move. With your window up we can keep the light out.
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