#god forbid me have a cold sprite when i come home
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someone literally broke into my apartment just to drink 2 cans of sprite.
#whoever they are my friend has dubbed them as the βsprite banditβ#idyll problems#i ended up getting my locks changed and got new keys#the apartment charged me $25 to get said locks changed π#fr f this economy#you want to be safe in your own home? pay for it loser#god forbid me have a cold sprite when i come home
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Shayfer James: The Owl and the Elephant Album Starters
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Life is Beautiful
β I think I found a passage out of here β β Maybe we could make our great escape β β You didnβt think weβd make it, did you, dear? β β Somewhere in this dark you lost your faith β βΒ βCause life is beautiful β β Save all your prayers while [weβre] gone β β I think I see some sunlight peeking through β β It wonβt be very long until [weβre] done β β I will be a hero, so will you β β Just look up and scream β β Hey- can any one- can anyone hear me? β β If they follow us, you go ahead, Iβll meet you there β
Bayonnettes
β Her lies match her dress β β His eyes speak his past β β Oh, this bed and this mess were both made β β These broken promises fix Bayonnettes β β This is your nightmare β β This is your fairytale love β β That look in your eyes is certain to try and divide us β β This is your night β β How will I get along? β
Siren Song
β [She]Β got the mystery of a masquerade β β [She] make a meal of crow and watch you beg for it β β [She] got the wisdom of a whispered scream β β [She] build your prison in a dirty dream β β [She] got the beauty of a thousand ships β β [She] break your body with her bag of tricks β β Surely as the moon will rise, [sheβll] fasten daggers to your eyes β β [She] waited for her prince to come and shot him with his royal gun β β Look whoβs laughing now, baby β β Big hunter man become the prey β β The siren song begins to play β β Got the kind of love thatβll call you back β β Itβll bleed you there and watch you crack on the floor β β This has got to be the end β β For all this outwitting there is no forgiving β β You canβt go on living when Heavenβs forbidding β
When Heaven Closes
β Weβve a chain of bloomless roses β β Drink disdain in double doses β β Dig my grave when Heaven closes β β Picture me in painted poses; incomplete and out of focus β β And if Iβm already dead, this heavy weight upon my head, a simple stone that bares my name; above, the words: himself to blame β β The words plead dig my grave when Heaven closes β
Tombstone Road
β The air in here is getting thick from all the dirty cigarette tricks β β I can feel my inside turning black β β If words were dollars Iβd want mine back β β Everybody gatherΒ βround β β Better head for higher ground β β Iβm gonna burn this building down β βΒ You know for every Tombstone Road they pave, they're gonna throw a ticker tape parade β β Every thousand years that trickle by theyβll find another prophet to crucify β β Iβm gonna burn this village down β Β β When theyβre warm and cozy in their beds β β Weβre gonna paint ourselves black and red β β Weβre gonna batter down the gilded doors β β Writing on the walls and the ceilings, and the floors β β Anywhere we fancy the truth belongs β β Weβre gonna burn this city down β
Your Fatherβs Son
β Wielding words like aimless arrows β β You should be careful where you stand β β It could be days, it could be hours β β Every arrowβs got to land β β If youβre any good at riddles, you should take a crack at this β β If every second has a fiddle, does every razor have a wrist? β β It fits so well, what youβve become β β Your fatherβs son, which will never be much of anyone β β Stealing time in raids and riots, now youβve more than you can hold β β Youβre gambling with a giant from some fiarytale you told β β If youβre any good at bluffing, I suggest you do it quick β β Everyone is next to nothing and every tock will have a tick β β It fits so well β β Your fatherβs son β β What youβve become cannot be undone β β Youβll never come to much of anyone β β God help you if you ever need a friend β β God help you if you ever... Ever... β
Every Fallen Feather
β My angel didnβt fall, [she] landed β β In sprite of what Gods commanded β β [She] nourished my eyes wearing only [her] wings β β We stayed up all night doing Heavenly things β β [She] told me they would come find [her], that were wasnβt any way to hide [her] β β I bolted the doors like the fool that I am β β I cried in [her] arms, I am only a manΒ β β That might be true, but I think much more of you β β For seven days I walked beside [her] β β For seven nights I slept inside [her] β βI woke up with a cold on my skin and a space in place where [her] face should have been β β I knew that they had come to get [her] β β So I gathered every fallen feather β β [She] had warned me of this but I always refused β β [She] said Iβd move on, because thatβs what men do β β As the years go by, Iβll be looking to the Heavens β β I went to search the sky one morning β β I saw [her] on the ground before me, with a tear in [her] eye and a bruise on [her] chin, and a wound on [her] back where [her] wings should have been β β I knelt down at [her] side to touch [her] β β [She] told me that the fall had crushed [her] β β In exchange for [her] sins Iβd be damned for all time β β [She] gave them [her] wings if it meant Iβd get mine β β I held [her] as the sun was rising β β I whispered as [her] heart was fighting β β Iβll pray for the day that those fools follow through,Β βcause Iβll make them all pay for what theyβve done to you β
Grind My Bones
β I am a moment slowly dying β β Soon I will only cross your mind from time to time β β Iβll be the pattern in your ceiling cracks as you resist another glass of wine β β I am a solitary sentence β β I share not poetry or prose and everybody knows β β I have no marvelous inflection; just random letters grouped in lines and rows β β Iβm waiting for the Lord up above to grind my bones β β The walls around us crumble β β Watch all the idiots and hypocrites rebel β β You are two dashes and a number β β All of your complaining couldnβt save you from yourselves β β Youβre prayinβ to the ghost in your blood to save your soul β β Luckily Iβm not alone, thereβs many here around me β β In every fist there is a stone thatβs set to cast β β Once upon a time I was lost and nothing found me β β You better know that when I go, Iβm going fast β β Iβm waiting for the Lord upon above to guide me home β
Insincerely Yours
β I do appreciate your concern β β I never met a match I couldnβt burn β β Iβm designed for the strike, and inclined to ignite β β Itβs a fact I often hesitate to tell β β Like a window at the bottom of a well β β It resides out of sight, but it shines pretty bright β β When you face the reflection of how far you fell β β Oh, the fun weβll have β β Iβll be yours, with exceptions of course β β Iβll be insincerely yours β β Iβll indulge in every story that you tell β β Youβll be waiting for my love to keep you warm β β Youβll choke with remorse when my ship changes course for a port with a harbor more sturdy than yours β β Please believe I never meant you harm β β If you believe that, dear, youβve got a lot to learn β
For Now, Goodbye
β There is a wall through which I dare not step β β Mahogany and stone β β We have been warned time and time again β β There is a lantern shining dark upon this winters day β β I am equal parts a criminal and a king β β I would steal to be the master of a thing β β But for now, goodbye β β For now β β For now, goodbye β β Thereβs a riverbank we sinners must descend β β Perhaps Iβd rather be a man who burns than one who hesitates β β I have memorized the lines of our repose β β The fragrance of each mystery we compose is in my skin somehow β β I would tremble in the hands of my disgrace β β Lick the sweat of our salvation from your face β
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