Listening to: wet sand -rhcp
I have never felt so confused. I also have never understood so much.
I am breaking away because I need to know that I can do so whenever I desire to.
Note: It's not running away.
If I do not possess the courage, I asked, will you do the deed for me?
To which he responded, how do you mean?
I will stay until it is finally mutual. Unless I eventually stay put and succumb to everything that I despise and find meaningless just because it is easier that way. I am hoping the latter never happens.
Doubt, of whatever kind, can be ended in action alone.
My shadow side so amplified
Keeps coming back dissatisfied
Elementary son but it's so...
My love affair with everywhere
Was innocent why do you care
Someone start the car
Time to go... You're the best I know
My sunny side has up and died
I'm betting that when we collide
The universe will shift into a low
The travesties that we have seen
Are treating me like Benzedrine
Automatic laughter from a pro
My, what a good day for a, walk outside
I'd like to get to know you a little better, baby,
God knows that I really tried
My, what a good day
For a take out bride
I'd like to say we
did it for the better of
I saw you there so unaware
Those hummingbirds all in your hair
Elementary, son, but it's so
The disrepair of Norma Jean
Could not compare to your routine
Balarama beauty going toe to toe
My, what a good day
Just to let it slide
I'd like to say we did it for the better of
I thought about it
and I brought it out
I'm motivated by the lack of doubt
I'm consecrated but I'm not devout
The mother, the father, the daughter, yeah
Right on the verge, just one more dose
I'm traveling from coast to coast
My theory isn't perfect, but it's close
I'm almost there, why should I care
My heart is hurting when I share
Someone open up and
let it show
My, what a good day
for a walk outside
I'd like to think we did it for the better of
I thought about it and I brought it out
I'm motivated by the lack of doubt
I'm consecrated, but I'm not devout
The mother, the father, the daughter- Oh
You don't form in the wet sand,
You don't form at all- Whoa
You don't form in the wet sand,
I do- Yeah...
you've got the smarts, i don't see the latter happening for a gal like you.