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Light a roman candle with meJust a roman candle, you can wear your sandalsand I’ll pour you just one cup of tea.Then you can go and restyou haven’t seen my best, so… Just spend an evening with meJust a lazy evening, then…

What’ve we done?Oh my godWhat’ve we done?Oh my god This is really happeningYou’ve never looked so boredBut can you feel my fingernails?They’ve never been so short It’s hard to lay a golden egg With everyone…

Were you named for the river that surroundsAll my biggest my mistakes or the way that I made it outAll the muscles in my mouth never smiled or said profound thingsUntil the day she handed you to me Now for all the steps you’ll take…

Carry onWell I woke up to the sound of silenceThe cars were cutting like knives in a fist fightAnd I found you with a bottle of wineYour head in the curtainsAnd heart like the fourth of July You swore and saidWe are notWe are not shining…

It’s getting late, and ICannot seem to find my way home tonightFeels like I am falling down a rabbit holeFalling for forever, wonderfully wandering aloneWhat would my head be likeIf not for my shouldersOr without your smileMay it…

Holy ghosts,When do you come out to play?Cause if the lord is gonna find meHe’d better start looking today Last week my baby hit the slopesI spent the weekend setting traps in the roadI should have been cutting out my…

My christmas list is filling up with stuff I don’t needI was hoping for new shoes, the kind with the lightsI was naughty in high school, but now i’m trying to be nice Even Santa he is thankful for the little things(Like what…

Never in all of my lifeHave I seen eyes as empty as these streets of my cityon a Saturday night,all the green of your eyes says «Go, leave it all behind.» But I don’t need to be reminded a change is gonna come.I can feel it…

As I walk through the streets of my new cityMy back feeling much better, I supposeI’ve reclaimed the use of my imaginationFor better or for worse, I’ve yet to knowBut I always knew you’d be the one to understand me,I guess…

So I call your name, cross my fingersuncross the others, hesitate.I don’t think straight with nothing to prove. I don’t wanna say I’m leavingso I’ll stay until the weekend.And you can take all your things;the boxes…