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Winona (Pain or Comfort)
02:44
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When we both fall asleep,
Do we stir from the same dreams,
As I dream of her, I wonder
If she also dreams of me.
Guess I’ll call that chick Winona,
but don’t know if she’ll ride for me.
Pain or comfort
Where will I confer
whatever comes first.
Whatever.
Now you’re waking up it’s a brand new day,
But you’re still stuck with all that same pain.
Got a brand new bruise on the left side of your face,
And You don’t know where you went last night, can’t name a place.
Winona Ryder, she my ride or die.
Wonder if she’ll ride with me as I die tonight.
Pain or comfort,
which will she come for,
whatever comes first.
whatever.
And these feelings don’t ever dissipate,
And this Month’s check it’s coming late.
You’re at the same bar, got the same friends,
With the same goals, and the same ends.
And you’re wondering if this is how it ends.
Winona Ryder
My Pain and comfort
Whatever she comes for,
I come for.
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Paralyzed
02:04
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Well It's a possibillty,
Least that's what I choose to believe,
At least It's possible to me.
In fact, I'm Impossible to see
Your eyes are fiction strewn across that page,
Disregard your heart I only love your face,
If I choose not to start I cannot lose,
Cuz If I don't start, I'll never lose that race,
Your eyes swom under candlelight,
Lost sight, victim to your guise,
Lost my way, under these shattered skies,
Take from me, you pain it left me paralyzed.
Now every time I go outside,
Hole in my clothes, hole in my side,
Pain turned plyslcal through all your lies,
It's a damn miracle that I'm still alive.,
Your eyes scarred under candlelight,
Lost sight, reel me in with the tides,
Lost my way, under these shattered skies,
Take from me, that pain it left me paralyzed.
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3. |
Bruised Face / Two Horns
02:34
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I’m finding out the hard way,
that I’m stuck within a dark place,
Running through some hallways,
Losing all the best parts of me.
The Lioness yes she spots me,
Sheds a tear at the sight she sees,
Fourteen I grew addicted to deceit,
Spreading lies like dandelion seeds
Through these streets I choose to weep.
Born with two horns and concrete feet.
Always wanted more, but I couldn’t pay those fees.
Now it seems that I’m catching hell for free.
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Sunken Eyes Caldwell, New Jersey
Nothing left but a woman and a man and an ocean of spilled blood.
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