WatershedHoney please don't talk there's a fever in my head. We can meet after the watershed, Together we can roll through the hay It'll be okay. Baby please dont shout, my mind is full Of horrible thoughts and horrid people And their bigotry, is bigger than me So let's meet in darkness where they can't see.Watershed
On their watchtowers they point their guns As we undress in our bedroom We have the curtains closed, so tight Hope itll be alright. Baby please dont yell, they'll shoot us down And their guns hurt more than our words can, Their hypocrisy is all seeing,
This Dark TownDon't you cry, you're flying solo. Automatic pilot on, Machines, they still fail, They still drop their bombs.This Dark Town
Robots they make mistakes, Superheroes drop their capes, And presidents make messes with their states.
Don't be ashamed of what you are We all know we go too far. We all over step the mark, And end up at the bar.
Machines still dry their eyes. And barmen, straighten their ties. It's all infront of your blue eyes, You're not alone.
And it gets so hard, to keep your guard When you just want to sleep today, O
DecorPlease turn the lights off, before I sleep Because the curtains laugh and creep at me. Let’s have a drink, before I go ‘Cause all the passers by just look at meDecor
I work so hard, on my exterior It’s such a shame, ‘bout the interior My declaration, just decoration That I’m scared and wondering when I’ll find my home.
My cigarettes, they burn right out Before I’ve finished my breath, I put it out ‘Cause I’ve been smoking, and I’ve been drinking Forgetting to say, just what I’m thinking.
I work so hard
Good Evening
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"Lets sell the bandaids to the hobos!!"
'...Hobos...?'
"...Fuck"
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If you cried when Axel faded, copy and paste this into your signature.
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I press on towards the goal...
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without you, today's emotions would be the scurf of yesterdays.
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