She walks past here every day now, you bet I stare
She looks at me then she looks away, she doesn't care

But now I, will let her go
Because she, will never know

You Bet I Stare

it's just not my thing.

L Y R I C S:

I don’t like parties & drugs
And getting buzzed off cigarettes
I prefer to stay at home & watch movie

Or get lost in a song by The Beach Boys
And talk about girls & play smash brothers with the boys

I wanna stay clean momma
I wanna stay clean momma

I don’t like that all friends are crossed/phased
Or what ever they call it
I wish it was the good ole days when we could all

Get lost in a song by The Beach Boys
And talk about girls & play smash brothers with the boys

Social Anxiety

i'm lost.

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L Y R I C S:
"Yeah, every time it rains
I think about you
College got me down
It ain’t help I’m without you."

Here’s a letter
From yours truly
Here’s a letter
From yours truly

"I wanna be in your arms."

"Heard Michigan is cold
So is it as they say?
I still listen to the old
Music that we’d play."

Here’s a letter
From yours truly
Here’s a letter
From yours truly

"I wanna be in your arms."

"I’m lost, girl, I’m lost.
I know we haven’t spoke in months
You haven’t slipped my mind
And I’m spilling all these thoughts
In notebooks and chords
Trying to find out what I’m looking for
In a girl or in myself
Yeah, I’m so unsure."

"Yeah, every time it rains
I think about you
Your name by itself
Adds grace to my mind
You can paint me a picture
I’ll write you a sweet tune
With shotty jotty lyrics
Sincerely, I love you.”

Letters Sent To Your Dorm

We Are One

be my mistake

way too much time to kill
not enough days to live
im getting older by the minute
its hard when you get sick
i dont know what to do
i stay inside my room
i dont want it to move
i dont wanna do anything
i get drunk and high and i puke on myself
my dad wont ever call
or function like he should
you cry inside the bathroom
and you say its fucking shit
that this familys fucking shit
im a fuck up of a kid
im so ignorant
im so full of it
it makes me fucking sick
it makes me fucking sick
it makes me fucking sick

sick 1999

Thoughts on the dreamy keys??

LYRICS:
Eyes are glowing 
Dopamine is flowing 
Tears are pouring 
Words don’t mean a thing

Colours brighter 
Your kisses softer 
Your perfect essence holds me softly 

When you look at me like that it’s like something from a movie 
The perfect tales of love and loss 
Played by your wonderful body 

Like something from a movie 
Like something from a movie
Like something from a movie 
Hope it never ends 
Hope it plays my entire life 
Like something from a movie 
Like something from a movie

like something from a movie

I'm pushing 40 so I go to the doc
His office is right there down the block
He tells me that I'm getting older
He puts on a glove and stiffens his finger
Prostate check
It's time for a prostate check
Prostate check

Half-Assed Songs

When I Turn 40

Driven
By Christopher D. Hillsgrove
They said you were always so driven
made the most out of the slim chance you were given
You let your golden hair down
then put it up with a periwinkle ribbon
Politely question whether you're truly living
As you go home
As you go home
to your domestic prison
You were always a lady
an advocate for free thinking women.
You listen to the troubles they're in
and the various sins
You tell them to keep their head up, high
and all will be forgiven
and all will be forgiven

Driven

i saw a tweet with these lyrics and it really tickled me.

lyrics:

Shawty had them applebottom jeans
Boots with the jeans
Got the whole club lookin' at jeans
she hit the jeans
next thing you jeans
shawty got jeans jeans jeans jeans jeans

 baggy jeans and jeans with the strap
turned around and gave those big jeans a smack
she hit the jeans
next thing you jeans
shawty got jeans jeans jeans jeans

Low (applebottom jeans) [Cover]

1/2 as good as the most mediocre person you can think of

Low (applebottom jeans) [Cover]

Wanda Gail

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