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Write A Song
ENTRY #7
Author: SilverSpoons
Published:
Jun 15, 2015
Write A Song
Published:
Jun 15, 2015
ENTRY #7
Stall
Author: SilverSpoons
Published:
Jun 15, 2015
2 Mins Read
399 Words
No Plagiarism!eeh7oTGjHrP7z5E6g92kposted on PＥNAＮＡ

. (Chorus 1)They told me I was playing

That my stuttered words were fake,

And that I needed only effort

To feel confident and sane.

.

I sense the irony in ignorance,

And hear the storm sirens beckon,

Before winds start wailing and I start failing,

And I have to fight, I reckon,

. (Intro to refrain)

That I'll lose sometimes

I'll lose my dignity and pride, but

At least, for now, I have some time.

. (Refrain)

So I drive until my car stalls,

And am contentedly cliche,

Keep reminding me that i'm

Genuinely, constantly depraved,

.

Alhough I grip with straining knuckles,

To the last of my decay,

I know it's less about my sanity,

And more about feeling okay.

. (Chorus 2)

Can you really say that i'm at fault,

For withholding my repent,

While I take on my sabbatical,

The silence, as my friend.

.

I'll write love upon my own arms

I'm not your canvas anymore,

Find a new muse, hold the abuse

I'm going to live on my own course

. (Intro to refrain 2)

And I get lost sometimes,

But I know the course is mine,

And at least, for now, I have my mind.

. (Refrain 2)

So I drive until my car stalls,

Stay contentedly cliche,

To remind you that we're all

Genuinely, constantly depraved.

.

Although I grip with straining knuckles,

To the goodbyes I can't say,

I know it's less about my being free,

And more about feeling okay.

. (Chorus 3)

So what, you read me like a book?

My secrets aren't for me.

I'm unashamed, I'm unabashed,

And I love my own company.

.

Don't always know where I am going,

But I've got a future in mind,

And it's beautiful and lonely,

And I'd like to make it mine

. (Refrain thingy, slower)

So I drive until my car stalls,

Until I'm so freaking cliche,

And remind myself that I am 

Genuinely not depraved

. (Intro to refrain 3)

And I've lost sometimes,

I lost my dignity and pride, but

At least, I know, my life is mine.

.(Refrain 3)

So I drive until my car stalls,

And I'm living a cliche,

To remind myself that I

Should never choose to be depraved.

.

And I grip with straining muscles,

To the promise of new days,

It's been less about my happiness,

And more about feeling okay.

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