never save any for the swim back

give all it takes,

break your lungs,

burst your arms,

just win

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i wonder

how long i will fight,

what i realy am,

and impress people with my smile,

words are wasted on ears,

as you know,

i repeat the same lines,

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with these hands

synapses send, yet emotion prevails,

the chord might be slightly out of tune,

closed eyes,

fingers flex,

i apologize for this unseen,

a mutual roar,

1,000 strong.

together for what i share,

no drinks needed tonight,

or ever again,

for the sound can not be muted

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banjolyn

its been awile,

since ive punched a chord,

and with my eyes shut,

let my voice whail,,

a quest for the brass ring,

a site ive lost and found,

i love my second chance,

and soon, my sweat will fly,

across the room of bodies,

and head bent, back,

shirtless, and bearded,

with my life in my hands,

i will play agian,

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this green shirt

this grren shirt of mine,

screams every thought ive ever had,

i match it up with a pink undershirt,

to make you think....

she leans close and with a whisper tells me im amazing,

that only i can do what ive done,

i pour another beer and giggle,

becouse she has no idea, how hard ive fought to be so average,

and yet she still looks, with love in her eyes,

and beleives im something im not.

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that window

never realy been an artist,

nor shared opinions of such,

just sorta became a drinker,

that bleeds,

on paper,

these thoughts,

never realy been a leader,

though others seem to think different,

allways just wanted to exist,

and watch others mess things up,

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words saved my freedom

i fought the law,,, and i won

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for what its worth

i was drunk,

and stoned on crack,

when i pulled that trigger,

and shot your baby,

laughing while his head exploding,

like a pink grapefruit,

dropped from my apartment roof...

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these words scream of your page

i sied that only you can fight with knifes,

the others are stuck with fist,

skin on skin only for them,

for you,

the beughtifull warmth of a trusty blade,

i will lay on your grass,

singing, every,

taking back sunday song i know,

then i will go home,

and write,

a loveletter,

to another girl

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shitplans with an asphalt pirate

this cant happen to just anybody can it?

Fuck no my boy this can only happen to you.

goddamn, how can i ever wrestle the troubles that ive found on this walk.

you dont need to my boy , just take a shit and roll in it, they wont touch you know.

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