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Model: Crystal Meth
We know that our whole world is all around us all the time,
And still we might, forget to stand up straight.
We might forget that we should never wait.
And that life is much too short for hate.
But it's alright cause the moments that I have you at all
Are worth every mouse-ridden hole in my wall.
We fight and I forget that you aren't one of them.
You're something more.
I'd like to rub the pink all over this, and erase the time that I have missed and mark it all back with a tactless tack and let you know I'm not coming back.
Well.
(You can't forget to return if you've never left.)
And it's alright, because these soles are sewn to the fabric of yours.
And the stitches made between couldn't be more tastefully sore.
I tugged and pulled and
may've torn a little out
but the needle's ready &
guts are out
and you are here
and I am there
and we'll make something worth a stare.
I'd like you to hear my voice but not at all if it,
Can only bring the angry tones that you've heard.
There's so many better things that you deserve.
And I'll figure them out.
I'll figure them all out.
And I'll grab my sharpie and write my message on the wall;
Crystal was here, oh Crystal was here.
Crystal was here, but now she's gone to take a walk in the Flowers garden and she won't be back until you've heard the songs the petals sing, and the joy she needs to bring has been brought.
we might forget that we should never wait
We know that our whole world is all around us all the time,
And still we might, forget to stand up straight.
We might forget that we should never wait.
And that life is much too short for hate.
But it's alright cause the moments that I have you at all
Are worth every mouse-ridden hole in my wall.
We fight and I forget that you aren't one of them.
You're something more.
I'd like to rub the pink all over this, and erase the time that I have missed and mark it all back with a tactless tack and let you know I'm not coming back.
Well.
(You can't forget to return if you've never left.)
And it's alright, because these soles are sewn to the fabric of yours.
And the stitches made between couldn't be more tastefully sore.
I tugged and pulled and
may've torn a little out
but the needle's ready &
guts are out
and you are here
and I am there
and we'll make something worth a stare.
I'd like you to hear my voice but not at all if it,
Can only bring the angry tones that you've heard.
There's so many better things that you deserve.
And I'll figure them out.
I'll figure them all out.
And I'll grab my sharpie and write my message on the wall;
Crystal was here, oh Crystal was here.
Crystal was here, but now she's gone to take a walk in the Flowers garden and she won't be back until you've heard the songs the petals sing, and the joy she needs to bring has been brought.
we might forget that we should never wait
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some nights I miss you so much. the words don't come as beautifully as they used to. but if you ever come back, just to look, just to see, I miss you as the fish miss the sea. I don't know if we'll ever happen again. but I can only hope.