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Stray
Love is an awkward rhyme
Spoken poorly all the time
Needing that one perfect line
To have it all make sense
And it's hard to understand
Your doing everything you can
To see a format or a plan
But you get lost in your own pretense
And hours seem like days
After confessions and praise
When inhibition strays along with thoughts of consequences
In a fit of inspiration
And too much information
With no hesitation to get it of your chest
Chorus:
Here i am
And as always you X2
Stray
As things start to settle
Talk to me on the level
You're a victim and a rebel no matter what you wear
You had your soliloquy and now you feel guilty
All alone you look silly
Real moments are so unfair
Chorus X2
Some days are meant to be
This sign from god you finally see
No crucifix starts to bleed you only got your way
And perspective's creeping in
But it's fickle as the wind
And you're proud of all your sins and
Everything you've got to say
No one's seeing through ya
And you don't care do ya
This feeling has immune you
You simply walk awayYou wishing end of evolution and counter revolution
You feel an absolution and here you want to stay...
Chorus
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Chorus
You feel an absolution and here you want to stay...
You simply walk awayYou wishing end of evolution and counter revolution
This feeling has immune you
And you don't care do ya
No one's seeing through ya
Everything you've got to say
And you're proud of all your sins and
But it's fickle as the wind
And perspective's creeping in
No crucifix starts to bleed you only got your way
This sign from god you finally see
Some days are meant to be
Chorus X2
Real moments are so unfair
All alone you look silly
You had your soliloquy and now you feel guilty
You're a victim and a rebel no matter what you wear
Talk to me on the level
As things start to settle
Stray
And as always you X2
Here i am
Chorus:
With no hesitation to get it of your chest
And too much information
In a fit of inspiration
When inhibition strays along with thoughts of consequences
After confessions and praise
And hours seem like days
But you get lost in your own pretense
To see a format or a plan
Your doing everything you can
And it's hard to understand
To have it all make sense
Needing that one perfect line
Spoken poorly all the time
Love is an awkward rhyme
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