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Robes and Crowns
04:25
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"Go,
To the same white castle you've been burning
At both ends,"
She whispers so softly and true.
The kings and queens of the hopeless land.
All your life is but a dream,
The robes and crowns they'll fall.
Don't take your life too patiently.
So, just beyond the closest reaches
Of our minds,
The sacred pieces of the answers
We've been starved to find.
You, you and I
Oh my, my my, the woods we are.
So let them crumble beneath our favorite stars.
The kings and queens of the hopeless land.
All your life is but a dream,
The robes and crowns they'll fall.
Don't take your life too patiently.
Go,
To your kingdom,
The furthest reaches from your seas.
We'll forgive them
And stand as royalty.
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Twenty Seven
03:43
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A rabbit down a hole,
A fish out of water
I only speak in metaphors
'Cause the world just stopped making sense
You can try to realize the hope in your own life,
But the fact is we're too easily distracted by each other's
It's a strange insecurity that we long to admire
You get wrapped up in the process of understanding everyone except yourself
You can try to act like a royal moral mediator,
But the fact is you're just fucked like everybody else.
All these drinks and cigarettes, I'm not that suave,
It's just a way to cope
itsjustawaytocopeitsjustawaytocopeitsjustawaytocopeitsjustawaytocopeitsjustawaytocopeitsjustawaytocopeitsjustawaytocopeitsjustawaytocopeitsjustawaytocopeitsjustawaytocope
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I don't know you
But I want you
All the more for that
Words fall through me
And always fool me
And I can't react
And games that never amount
To more than they're meant
Will play themselves out
Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you have a choice
You've made it now
Falling slowly, eyes that know me
And I can't go back
Moods that take me and erase me
And I'm painted black
You have suffered enough
And warred with yourself
It's time that you won
Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you had a choice
You've made it now
Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you had a choice
You've made it now
Falling slowly sing your melody
I'll sing along
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{We are here for now.
I'll fall, if it stops the fade.}
Close the door behind you, don't forget your key this time.
It's nice to lie and feel like truth is only you and me.
But we've realized it's impossible......so far.
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Eric Henkels Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
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