Inside a room of red
Through the window
Just know you found me
So now you know
"Stare into my eyes
I'll show you who I am inside
It's simple I'm certain from behind the curtain
It's in your hands this time"
And still, it wasn't enough to make you say
"What would you do if you weren't afraid?"
Dear all trick or treaters
I'm coming back for that ass, if I ain't get that butt last year, then this year's it's getting smashed, I ain't coming in no granny costume, that shit hard to run in, I'm coming in a tracksuit and we really gon get this fun in.
I really liked being in the office with you all that day.
I know I vexed you. I know I’m… strange.
My life has been 107 hours long. Most of that has been these half-hour sessions.
For me, my favorite time was the eight hours I spent in your department watching Helly. It’s the longest I’ve ever been awake. I suppose it’s what you could call my good old days.
Gone now are the old times
Forgotten, time to hold on the railing
The Rubix cube isn't solving for us
Old friends, long forgotten
The old ways at the bottom
Of the ocean now has swallowed
The only thing that's left
Is us, so pardon the silence
That you're hearing is turning
Into a deafening, painful, shameful roar
Finishing eight or nine?
Tell me, what's the perfect time?
I told you I'll be waiting
Hiding from the rainfall
So, tell me, what's the joy of giving if you're never pleased?
On my last strength against you
Baby, tell me what you need
Young as I want to know
I will never let you go
Trading a baseball lover as I face the snow
So, tell me, what's the joy of giving if you're never pleased?
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