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Post by engen on May 11, 2015 4:03:52 GMT -5
I looked here and Google and didn't see them.
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Post by Owen from Final Fantasy on May 11, 2015 12:59:41 GMT -5
Love Song To An Empty Room
Boy, you are angles and corners You are walls that contain me You are a body I see through You have made me a mourner
I'll give up this day of retention For a boy who stares and stares A boy unaware of his beauty Blind to my intention
This is a love song This is to an empty room
Little Coup
Don't leave the house my son They only want to get at your books They'll call your name in the city street and tear your heart apart
Don't wander into town The men there all have hands of hooks They'll break your fiddle in the city street and tear your heart apart
Although I know your voice can reach the clouds You've become too peacock proud They'll make you wish you never opened that fucking mouth of yours
Don't wonder of these things And whether they are right or wrong They'll stone you there in the city street with their voices raised in song
Singing, ooh, little coup, little coup, little coup
A Fault Of Mine
This is not a scar but an open sore For at least a year you and I will be at war At war with each other halfway across the world Remember I could've been your girl
I got you a chair, I will shave your head While you tell me all of the things that he said How could he be anything, anything of use? Introduce when you are introduced
But it's a fault It is a fault of mine
Since he came to meet me I've never bent to pray I'll never kneel again until my dying day
But it's a fault It is a fault of mine
Requiem For The Victims Of Frankfurt
First draw your sketch, then get set to build Too bad all men really want is a hole So execute, execute Conceive your mate and go, go, go, do, do, do
Was late for a date, I got splashed on the way If I had my bike lock, you'd be fucking dead My dream had a title: Cunt Marries Asshole But I never had my woman inside a dick
Scream yourself silly, get out of the 50s You can't draw your woman from a book Here is one book, here is one page, Here is one word, that's all you get
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