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Patience
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stop waiting to grow old is what they said while they hold the straps tighter on this 4 poster bed all in your head hard to forget, love the questions instead. but in the end half of life is slept all your left with in the end is regret half of your mind's at rest the other's planning your funeral *(final flaws) father times the best teacher but he's murdering his pupils *(with onchores) not a fan of people i'd rather absail from steeples fuck the gargoyles and find life itself more meaningful by living in feebles with preachers and bibles, it's all about survival and a religious revival, pages burn and yes i cry too, aint i beautiful young in my youth at 19, look older from mood swings then life tapped me on the shoulder *(truth knocking) and told me to take him slower just when i thought it was over, i was overhung and sober, told to move over but nails bind my shoulders and this dog can't roll over (chorus) when daylight breaks the night time clouds pierce signs of heaven so the world can keep forgetting commandment number eleven angels kiss the sky tears shed the purest eyes ripple our lives as they collide the stars shine light of life, do we see do we see? So the holy father comprehends you it's cos you work the hardest So your lovers don't understand you that doesn't make you an artist. one thing's established every life has a story i'm still waiting for mine to be published but they keep putting it off telling me *(nah that shit is rubbish)* desire's the spice of life and in your minds indifference from loving acquaintances to hating woman it's simplest form of appreciation when no one listens and fuck you's top of the list in topics of conversation. you're deep and unique, sunk in the norm like everyone else stuck in self doubt up to your knees and soon to be your belt what some may have seen you've soon enough felt so cash your vivid dreams on the account of your wealth (chorus) when daylight breaks the night time clouds pierce signs of heaven so the world can keep forgetting commandment number eleven angels kiss the sky tears shed the purest eyes ripple our lives as they collide the stars shine light of life, do we see do we see? |
| Posted by Matt at 09:14 /writing # |