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Intent Precedes Content
04:30
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I told myself that I won’t get caught
with passions far too blind for me to understand anymore
and I see your face when I walked away,
defining everything when I sold you out.
Everything was said without a word.
Finest time I’ve had in your mind
but I’m stuck in the middle by you
but I’m stuck in the middle by…
(calloused thoughts and severed words but)
(It’s the) finest time I’ve had in my mind too
and I’m stuck in the middle by you
and I’m stuck in the middle by… indecision.
Lucky wreck when it falls apart.
Tandem thoughts but I’ll manage to realize,
maybe it’s not my war
Division’s start, premonitions came (true)
If feelings suffer will I manage to realize
I’ve never held regret.
I hope the weight gets lifted off
When burdens have become the master of my mind.
And I shed the fear, and I stand in pride
defining everything when I ‘sold you out.’
Finest time I’ve had in your mind
but I’m stuck in the middle by you
but I’m stuck in the middle by…
(calloused thoughts and severed words but)
(It’s the) finest time I’ve had in my mind too
and I’m stuck in the middle by you
and I’m stuck in the middle by… indecision.
…and I wonder why you held my fortune…
The best disguise was never held from you.
The wreckless solace, I swear never minded me,
until I saw your face.
The words were spoke, and hardly meant a thing,
until intent came clear…it speaks louder still.
I feel I’m going deaf…it’s hard to say these words.
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Trust me, I’ve heard all the stories of a past life…
Let me guess, I’ll call it.
When you fell you felt “the whole world fall apart.”
But one day you’ll claim it,
showing all the others all the different patterns of your eyes.
And I once said, “This is my life!” when I heard my name.
But we all drink our own poisons at different speeds.
I’ve heard you’re heart isn’t in it for the long run
Then you found the day the past forgave you,
but it took your head some time.
Saving all the pieces you held when you thought your heart would bend, and bend…and break
But we all say, “This is my life!” when we hear our names.
But we all drink our own poisons at different speeds.
You’re afraid to face the shame, but I’m afraid to face the day,
So who am I to tell you how to live?
I refuse to believe that the tears of a stranger are just water,
(believe me,) it’s good advice .
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