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Holy Shock
03:05
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Send home the priest
Spit out the trapeze between our teeth
I still think you're holy
I still won't drop
Comic relief
Cut down suspended disbelief
That there is heaven
In a holy bond, it's all you want
And funny when it falls
My fallen angel
Come down to clear my fog
Your soul feeds me
And your body is my cup
I think you're holy
Though you don't believe in god
Not money, not true love, I'm still in shock
Still in shock kissing the cross
And when we get up
I'll say I know it's time
Were you happy
No one's happy all the time
But we're still laughing
Your hand is calling mine
I'm still in shock
Love is a balance
Played on imaginary rope
And that fallen angel
It's an overwritten trope
Are we still happy
I kick and swing across and do not drop
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Baby oh baby my love
Do I call you that too much
Have I earned that much
Seems I haven't learned very much
Sign me up whatever the cost
I'll fall in love with loss
Happily forfeit all my talents to the cause
Feels like a movie and sounds like a dream
Wouldn't it be nice, forever
Make a sacrifice together
Could it be there's nothing better
Feels like a movie and sounds like a dream
Lover do you love me enough
How do we show it off
Televise vomiting the diamond in your gut
Feels like a movie and sounds like a dream
Wouldn't it be nice, forever
Make a sacrifice together
Would you agree there's nothing better
Feels like a movie and sounds like a dream
It stings like a chemical cocktail love scene
All red like the writer-scientist bleeds
And serve me a logical passionate ending
And teach me the beats of the cultural scheme
It feels like a movie and sounds like a dream
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3. |
Musical Theatre
04:03
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I wish you would call me
I wish you would write to me and say
Old lover I'm sorry, I'm still sorry today
But that won't happen
I could pass you on the street
And say how are you doing
You'd say good, thanks
I'm still in shock
I'm still revising what I want
Thank you so much, thank you for working me so hard
You were so HARD
I had so much fear
You got on a plane about this time last year
And left me here
In amazement
In philosophy
When you figure it out, come and find me
You were lost too
And wouldn't answer when I called you
How do we see through
How I should meet you
No big explosion
Cold and eroded
A soft agreement
Between hard feelings
Give up the violence
Leave in silence
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loganism Toronto, Ontario
julia wittmann songs
logan was my first guitar
affectionately named by my high school not-boyfriend
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