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Adorned Unknown
03:48
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what a friday night;
the kind of night that lasts all weekend,
loving you in my head.
im trying not to second guess,
but i still cant understand what you meant when you said beautiful things that you said.
its the little things you do that have got me so damn love drunk over you.
its the little things you say.
i thought i felt your shape but i was wrong.
you stuck me in a corner. i never gave up hope that,
maybe one day we could sing along.
and this could be our answer, and thats when i would tell you.
now everythings crash crash crashing.
and baby, youre still dancing with some other guy,
and i cant explain why..
i thought i felt your shape but i was wrong.
you stuck me in a corner. i never gave up hope that,
maybe one day we could sing along.
and this could be our answer, and thats when i would tell you.
every act you make triggers a ten fold reaction.
skipping all the lines youre my favorite distraction.
and every trace of momentum is gone,
no this isnt turning out the way i want.
its just a bit more bravery ill need to manufacture.
youll never find a guy with my kind of stature.
all this wishful thinking needs to come to an end.
and the next move is gonna have to depend on you.
i think youre better than drugs,
i think youre better than smack,
i think youre better than a dope crack fix of shiz and shoota mothers pipe than marijuana ecstasy and im just singing random words yea you know,
i fell in love with you an hour ago.
and i just had to say you look so good in blue, girl.
you look so good in blue.
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Beauty And Her Beasts
03:21
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I said youve got this wild posture,
and thats exactly where I lost her.
She gave me that smile;
She was wondering how much it would cost her
to spend the night with me,
to walk into this probably disaster.
Cuz anyone could see
that I'm the type of guy who'd cast her
off into the great sea
to face her fears in stormy waters.
She doesn't need me
to know that Jesus has abandoned her.
No one else could see behind her smile was tragedy.
But I'm not here to calm her heartbearts.
She said you've got this wild stature,
and that's exactly where I lost her.
I gave her that smile;
I was wondering how much it would cost me
to spend the night with her,
to walk into my probable disaster.
Cuz anyone could see
that she's the type of girl who'd cast me
off into the great space
to face my fears in starry warzones.
I saw it in her face;
I knew that Jesus had been watching.
No one else could see behind my words lie blasphemy.
She came to me to quell my heartbeats.
Arose the beast from deep sea waters.
Arose the beast from starlit space.
I drew my blade, I drew my conscience.
She drew her blade in amnesty.
The beasts were wild; for blood they quivered.
Their teeth as sharp as knives and shades.
She took my hand, She took my judgment.
We flew over the crashing waves.
The Darkness took over my body;
I swung away I spent my prime.
The Evil sanctified her body;
Heroine's beauty, full-fledged crime.
She has no god but she had spirits.
They helped her crush the beast, I found.
And in my awe as I approached her
I found the beast had cut me down.
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3. |
Don't Say Love
04:35
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So let’s talk about those words we said as your cheeks were turning red.
And how you smiled at me with subtlety, and I turned away instead.
So I could realize my place as I lie down upon this bed,
so you’d compromise your place as to my chest under your head.
So let’s talk about those things we did with the time that we had left.
As the blades of grass and starlight kept us company instead.
Where my selfish heart had gone for, I’d have typically fled.
But those lips would bring me back to life before the night was dead.
Don’t say love. Oh love.
Don’t say love. Oh love.
So let’s talk about what we should have said
when the world was turning red,
And you gave to me your heart and I gave half of mine instead.
Kissed you on the cheek and said goodnight, just thinking what the hell?!
Should I walk away unscathed or should I turn around and yell?
Don’t say love. Oh love.
Don’t say love. Oh love.
It’s too dangerous to say out loud. Men have died for lesser words.
It’s too dangerous to say out loud. Things would simply just get worse.
Don’t say love.
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4. |
Names And Airwaves
03:11
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I ripped my heart out to show her how each string
entangled nicely into the threads the lay out
the kind of the love that pursued her.
She simply smiled, and then my pulse ran out.
She turned around, swing swing.
She sang her heart out to the moon,
the airwaves brought me every sound.
Her pitch was off, she had no timing.
She was a treasure found.
I wish i knew who she was singing to, I wish i knew.
I wish that she knew too.
I wish I knew what I could say to make her heart sway.
If I called her name through the airwaves,
would she call mine back? would she call mine back?
If I left my heart on a notebook page,
would she send love back? would she send love back?
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HelloImDylan! Jersey City, New Jersey
HelloImDylan! is a singer/songwriter, multi-instrumentalist, audio engineer, and all-around terrible autobiographer based in Jersey City, NJ. His completely self-produced DIY music draws inspiration from alternative, punk, acoustic, indie, folk, and compulsive video gaming and Netflix binging. ... more
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