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My Imagination
2003-09-21@10:40 p.m.

What's up? I'm about to post random lyrics that I have written over the past few months. They're not in any sort of order, just how I pulled them out of my wallet.

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He stands in the rain looking out in the world.

A life full of lies, and a broken hearted girl.

He pictures her smile and it scares him to death,

To know this beatiful girl has taken her last breath.

And he'll cry.

He'll have countless sleepless nights.

He'll stay up wondering why,

Did God have to take her life.

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It's like I've said,

Just like I've said,

So many times when I told you.

When I told you.

That I love you,

With a love,

That no one else,

Can rise above,

Or beyond this.

Or beyond this.

Cuz I love you more.

And I need you now more than ever.

Cuz my world is crashing down like those towers in September.

I'm breaking down in December.

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Murder with a passion,

Has its own unique fashion.

Not quite black and not quite grey,

But a little bit of both along the way.

You'd like to paint the world with love.

I'd love to paint the world with blood.

That the Christ before us shed.

I say he never should have bled.

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I see the lights flash over my head.

They lay me quietly down to bed.

Hearing the words of your horror-film lullaby,

Eases my mind, soothes my spirits, closes my eyes.

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One more time let's play this game.

Tell me exactly how it feels, to feel this pain.

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Nothing compares to the razorblade wires that cut my feet,

As I balance myself between waking and sleep.

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Well, that's all for now.

L8er,

-Tripp

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