Never used/finished lyrics

because por que no?

Three days in a row, I found you hanging
above my kitchen sink, and I didn't know
exactly what, what to think
Well how would you feel,
if I poured you a drink, made of shrink?
'cause they don't do anything

They don't even talk,
They don't even take the dog for a walk
They don't even talk,
they don't even take the dog for a walk
When you're too scared to go outside
When you're just brave enough to hide

Well, I saw a dead boy walkin'
and I saw myself;
I saw his pants,
I saw his sweater
I saw his spikes,
I saw his letters
The letters that he wrote,
I wrote, they loath
We are the same,
but I have grown and
I will never be unwritten

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I lived with the oldest air,
the coldest, but it didn't want me there
I lived with the oldest water,
but even there I was a fire starter

So I lived in the caves, where nobody could see my face
Are you happy are you sad?
Are you blue or are you red?
Are you glowing, what's that sound?
Are you lost or are you found?

So I carved the walls, painted them red
Like Aboriginals, instead,
I didn't write to tell my story
for the world to see, the falseness of my glory

I wrote so that I would remember
I wrote so that I could forget
I wrote so that I would remember
all of the miserable times I had

I was so high, nobody could see me
I was so low (repeat until getting sick of it)

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Hee, waar ga je heen?
Zo alleen, zo alleen
Ik heb je rode muts nog
- ik heb je trots nog
Ik heb je rode muts nog
- ik heb je trots
En ik ben je rots
maar ik verdwijn
vrijwillig in een breaklijn

En het doet me niks
geen pijn geen goed
ookal beef ik de aarde
ookal golf ik vloed

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I smashed the skulls
of lots of ladybugs today, today
it wasn't my fault
they were on the pavement
and they wouldn't go away

And if love is blind
then why do we hook up
with all the pretty faces?
And if love is blind
then why do we hook up
in all the pretty places?
And if love is blind
then why do I look into the mirror
and hate it?

Well here's your fucking song
enjoy it while it lasts
It took all the blood I shed in the past
and if you don't like it
no if you don't like it
(we'll never no what happens then because this is where it ends)

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Hey Sheen,
you don't know me
but I saw you I saw you I saw you on My super sweet sixteen
And Sheen, man I love you
And not only because you dad knows Bono from U2

Hey Pat,
you don't know me,
but I saw you I saw you I saw you on My super sweet sixteen
and Pat, let's have sex
and not because you give you girlfriends a rolex

Hey Rita,
you don't know me,
but I saw you I saw you I saw you on My super sweet sixteen
and Rita, let's be mates
and not because your dad is friends with Bill Gates

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Yes, well, that was it.
Some things I like, and might finish someday, others I like only a few bits, or only the idea it has. And then I'll strip the song to those bits or just take only the idea and create something new.
I thought it was funny; I still knew the melodies of all these songs.

HEEeeeeeeeey LYLA!
x Fleur