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LDC

You with the wandering eyes
Allow me to feed you lies
Innocence to play that part
Bastardizing my whole heart...
My minds telling me

To fake it all to get us somewhere far along the way
Whisper In my ear all of the things that I should say
She said

You want her.
You need her.
You just don't.
Believe her.
What they say,
And they do
You just cannot
Get it through.
From Tuesday
To monday
In this bed
That we make
Or we rape
I'm unsure
What this is
Oh I'm missing out...
On something...

I've got you saying hey sweetie
You don't know what you do to me
But everything that's loose inside your head
Can't compete with what's inside my bed
I keep telling you

To fake it all to get us somewhere far along the way
Whisper In my ear all of the things that I should say
I said

Just take it
Or leave it
There is no
Deceiving
I don't care
Never did
You just didn't
Listen
From Tuesday
To Monday
Or maybe
Till Sunday
Well gather
And sing praise
To the lord of all our fucked up ways...
Or something...

I feel as though I've lost myself again
Heading up our lust for all the dark beneath our bed...
From the backseat to the floor boards,
Yeah, once again, yeah once more
All in all, you're still my lonely friend

credits

from Kitsch, released February 28, 2016
Lead Guitar, Bass, Rhythm 1 - Jason Wagers
Drums, Rhythm 2 - Tre Varney
Violin - David O'Neal

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