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UNTITLED
there's a passionate fellow in the corner/ eating dreams conceived by others/ they're dealing broken men/ is it obvious that he's no less/ than expired from within/ the pariahs are promising/ no criticism/ they say "there are no mistakes/ only the lives that you take/ and really who needs livin?"

why are your cheeks so red/ why is your throat rejecting your tongue/ and trying to escape your head/ it seems to be your sweatin' in your sheets/ you're regretting what you've said/ to the girl with the big laugh/ part of her path/ but you broke her heart/ with the practiced ease of a modern art/ but you know that it's been

you've got your act learned so well/ sober like this you see it all exists/ begin to regret the sell
there's a glassy-eyed girl/ standing in his hall/ she doesn't know what happened/ she cries, hits the wall/ he said the answer's easy to find/ just look deep inside/ diligent thoughts for diligent minds


why are your cheeks so red/ why is your throat rejecting your tongue/ and trying to escape your head/ it seems to be your sweatin' in your sheets/ you're regretting what you've said/ to the girl with the big laugh/ part of her path/ but you broke her heart/ with the practiced ease of a modern art/ but you know that it's been


This is one of the last songs I have made/wrote. Feel free to criticize.
Last edited by Weez_o_matic at Sep 16, 2007,
#2
I liked it, what kind of style is it played in?
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I live by the method: 3 or less orange warning labels, and it's safe as a kitten


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EDIT: Sammcl pretty much got it dead on.