How old w e r e they?

I should really watch myself when I go out, before my support is incumbent on the floor.
And I would say that last night was a mistake, but those were emotions that I just can't fake. 
Woah no.

I'm not sure what was said, 
last night is stuck in my head.
What were the songs I sung?
Those girls were really young.
Not sure what I found, 
but my room was turned upside down
when I woke up alone.
I always wake alone.

I should really ask myself next time I'm out why I insist on finding meaning in all this.
Most are content staying out of fights.
Why does waking up and rubbing lipstick out of my hair somehow give me insight?

I'm not sure what was said, 
last night is stuck in my head.
What were the songs I sung?
Those girls were really young.
Not sure what I found, 
but my room was turned upside down
when I woke up alone.
I always wake alone.

And still irony is hiding behind the curtains in my bedroom when I wake. Waiting to whisper annoyingly that somewhere in these night's I'll find myself.
Yeah, as if I could really find myself.

I'm not sure what was said, 
last night is stuck in my head.
What were the songs I sung?
Those girls were really young.
Not sure what I found, 
but my room was turned upside down
when I woke up alone.
I always wake alone.

These nights go on. [X3]
I'll probably wake alone.


A Sad State of Affairs

Simply put, this is a song I love, by a band I love.

All Hail the Heartbreaker - The Spill Canvas (Shane Taylor Wilson Cover)

[Intro] 
I love you in a place where there's no space or time.
And we'd be rich and famous if I was the first to write that line.
Now starts the day.
And I hope it's not been said
because I've got so much to say.

[Verse One]
Oh, you are the first thing that would be seen
if I could open up the hearts of all my enemies.
I'd have them crying falling to their knees, 
If only my view was shown publicly.
And if there was a world made up of all your art
busy streets would give rise to where your ideals are
and perfect time could stand still, 
looking out from my windowsill.

[Chorus]
So let this serve as a testament
to all that you may radiate.
Asserting that if this world was as open to you as you are to it, 
current sociology could start to fade.
So come as you are, a hot, hot mess, 
and an avant-garde fashion sense that makes only you look best.

[Verse Two]
But soft! I have recurring nightmares too, 
where I die yet I have one last chance to write to you.
I have just one thing to say: 
See in yourself what I've seen in you all these days, 
and know that you make the prettiest flowers self-conscious.
Yes, trees sway just to watch as you walk by. 

[Chorus]

[Bridge]
Still you'll look best.
I'm tired of the world shutting you out with only good intentions. 
Appreciating a sunset without knowing cause of color, 
then realizing pollution's role yet it still goes unmentioned.
Oh oh oh, why so good at keeping things covered?

[Chorus w/variation]
So let this serve as a testament
to all that you may radiate.
Asserting that if this world was as open to you as you are to it, 
current sociology could start to fade.

So come as you are, a hot, hot mess, 
and an avant-garde fashion sense that makes only you.
I swear you look best.


With Only Good Intentions

[Verse One]
She has half a soul, dreaming of thoughts so cold. 
Yeah I know, my friends told me. 
But there was something in her eyes that made me take a look inside, 
and it’s the best that I have seen.  

[Verse Two]
And Sylvie, when these words hit your ears 
I’ll try to let go of my fears 
and as close as I can describe I’ll let you know just how I feel.  
Nothing about you stays the same, I fell to your spontaneous ways 
and so I didn’t write a chorus, hoping those will never change. 
Hoping those will never change. 

[Bridge]
She has half a soul, dreaming of thoughts so cold. 
I've come to find that this is true. 
Expressions of darkness blocking out the walls of her rooms 
but get to know her and the unsuspecting truth will be revealed. 
Her half a soul makes her forever more real. 
Never judge before you see the inside of a girl, 
she is something different in this redundancy of a world. 

[Outro]
Her arbitrariness, her dark artistic-ness,                         
her social awkwardness, it is all awesomeness. 
Her indescribable-ness, I need more adjectives, 
I need more adjectives. I need more.


i owe this to you

[Verse One] 
For four solid months, you didn't talk to me. 
You ended it when I needed you the most, quite honestly. 
Now you want to get back, and I'm a little hesitant. 
But I love the things you do; yeah you’re not exactly innocent. 

[Chorus] 
And if this time I fell in love with you, would you blame me?
The way you talk, the way you move, just overtakes me.
And girl I know that you’re confused, so lay your body down on mine. We both know what we can do, that'll make you feel just fine. 

[Verse Two] 
I know you tend to judge, so I wanna get this out of the way.     Don't assume that it's just about the physical, and shy away.
I'm not opposed to it leading into something more, eventually.
Try to see it from a different angle 
cos I know you've seen all sides of me.

[Chorus]
[Bridge] 
For four solid months, you didn't talk to me.
You left me stranded when my breaks to you are what would've helped me 
through, Melissa.
And what you did was so wrong you should know.
I got that out of the way, now maybe I can let it go.

[Chorus w/variations]

And this time I fell in love with you, so please don't blame me.


Breaks to Melissa

I can imagine you had no clue how badly I wanted you.
You must have thought my antics habit with my brash romantics.
No, no, I could never bring myself to tell you the rapture that you bring my mind to.

So, this is just a heartfelt thank you for shattering monotony.
This summer would have otherwise ended me.
I poke fun at cliché love, and I'm sick of fads that change constantly.
Now I have the chance to figure you out.
I'll make sure I know everything there exists no doubt. 

The only reason the stars shine is to make up for your closed eyes.
Lyrically that might be sweet, although I'm not kidding.
No, no, why must I submit myself to the true yet stagy words that I confess to you.

So, this is just a heartfelt thank you for shattering monotony.
This summer would have otherwise ended me.
I poke fun at cliché love, and I'm sick of fads that change constantly.
Now I have the chance to figure you out.
I'll make sure I know everything there exists no doubt. 
No doubt.

You now have me convinced if you caught fire one night, and this world could save you, you'd say no in spite. Loudly cursing on your way out.

So, I just want to say thank you for shattering monotony. I swear to you this summer would have ended me.
I'll still poke fun at cliché love and that's precisely what we won't be.
Now I have the chance to figure you out, I’ll make sure I know everything there exists no doubt.


I'll Know Everything

I've watched most of the world trapped in a box. 
While thinking outside, the weather is nice. 
And they'll never know the sun, and the rain, and when it stops. 
Why can't they understand?

Those who are different are the ones who hope of changing things. 
Conform is nothing but wasted time, uninspiring. 
Why is there this pressing need to fit in? 
Crowds suck because everyone’s lost in them. 
So I resent them like attention seeking songs with no intentions.

This message is anything but tacit. 
Where is hope when abstract thinking is fleeting? 
Those who feel in metaphors you can surpass it. 
Be what gives metaphors meaning.

Like those who do intend on changing things.
Conform is nothing but wasted time, uninspiring. 
Why is there this pressing need to fit in? 
Crowds suck because everyone’s lost in them. 
So I resent them like attention seeking songs with no intentions.

Now break free! Let go of all that you thought you had, you thought wrong.

Those who are different are the ones who hope of changing things. 
Conform is nothing but wasted time, uninspiring. 
Why is there this pressing need to fit in? 
Crowds suck because everyone’s lost in them. 
And I resent them like attention seeking songs with no intentions.

Those who are different are the ones who hope of changing things. 
Conform is nothing but wasted time, uninspiring. 
Why is there this pressing need to fit in? 
Crowds suck because everyone’s lost in them. 
So I resent them like attention seeking songs with no intentions.

Those who are different are the ones who hope of changing things. 
Conform is nothing but wasted time, uninspiring.

The Masses

Oh! Would you please listen up because this message is real close to my heart?
If Sophocles had looked for your hamartia he wouldn't even know where to start.

With all your stain glass lies, I hope you go and sigh.
Cos all those pompous traits will surely seal your fate.

You can just keep trudging on, 
with unaesthetic motions.
Yes, it's unequivocally true
no one likes you.

Oh! You don't know! You think you've tricked me.
But can you guess where I'd want to shove your hypocrisy?
And what I'd do to your face, well that's unethical.
It's why my first and second verses aren't symmetrical.

You're a bug, dependent on...
You so are.


May the World Find out Who This Song Is About

When I met her: A cute and quiet girl, 
having been exposed to too much in the world.
Trust in nothing only herself.
Silly girl, didn't you know? It's hard to shut out the bad without shutting 
out everything else.

Now please don't take me away from this ecstasy just walk me and talk in that saccharin voice.
I will never stray. I know you tend to worry.
I promise we'll get the best of this.

And when I see those eyes I want to stare.
Coffee addicted, with strawberry blonde hair.
And I’ve worn your shirt every night of this week, so I could sleep.

And when I say "the best" I mean, 
all the things I hope you see: 
your love, your looks, your honesty, 
and all of your oddities.
The best is all those walks in the rain, 
all our favorite places to go to
in bed with your hands on my face. 
Sketches of me, songs about you. 

Ohh

We'll get the best.


The Best of This

It's not that hard.

Let's not blow things out of proportion.
Just like you do with everything else
in life. I know it's hard to hear it when
you think I'm always wrong. Come on.

Let's take this to the start, 
before I lose sanity.
You never gave her a chance, 
and now you're staring at me.
Instead of facing the truth, 
you solely tried to blame me.
It's rather useless now, 
but I still want you to see.

So stop with all the attitude.
Non-subtle gestures, I'm not in the mood. 
Don't be the man I see who breaks before he bends.
Cos those who search for typical girls will always find that they get boring in the end.

Next time you open your mouth, 
just maybe watch what you say.
This tension’s building up, 
and it'll break any day.
So just open your eyes, 
to show that you are aware.
She's gonna stay with me, 
and I don't care if you care.

I wish I could say this song had purpose.
But I know you, you never change anything 
you think or say. I'm wasting breath cos 
you still think I'm always wrong. Come on.


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