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Dance Like Demons
04:03
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Yesterday you looked out of place, I thought I'd save a seat for you.
And your eyes, they were sinking fast. I tried to save them from sinking.
Please talk, your lips will undress my thoughts(alone alone alone)
Please talk, your silence flutters like moths do.
And your ribcage feels like home to my hands,
your last note lives in the box on your nightstand.
With a smile I write this note to you, loving tears are falling from the thought of you. Don't forget these words before I go, my love. My death will never mean that you're alone, I swear.
Fall like lovers, dance like demons.
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Miss Petite
04:11
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I'm so sick of all these monsters in my closet
I couldn't be any more scared than this
Hungry ghosts make their beds inside my walls here
The room is filled with absence, except your dress
Oh, you walk like a cat, but you dance like a mannequin
And your cigarette fills your lungs with carcinogens
All the world is a stage, dyed red from the bloodstains
All the world is a bottle, dyed red from the lips on your face
The shadows slow down time
Teeth and glowing eyes hide in the corners of my mind
I can't rest my eyes
Haunted by old photographs, but your words, they shine
Miss petite, whisper in my ear again,it's like hide and seek, you're here, gone, and back again. Oh, miss petite, your eyes shine like moonlight, dance with my thoughts on a starry night. Miss petite, don't run away again.
I didn't mean to break my bones, say hello to the love that you once knew
I didn't mean to break my fall, say hello to the love that you once knew
I didn't mean to break your heart, say hello to the love that you once knew
Your heat's in pieces, but you'll be fine. Spend them on a former friend of mine.
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The Pathway Home
04:20
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You hang your head in shame
All caught up in a mortal display
Do these poison words frighten you?
Because the noose around her neck tightens just for you
I want to smile, she wants to sing, could heaven be right under our feet?
I sing along, the air tastes sweet. Could heaven be right under our feet?
Flowers adorn the walls
The door I came from seems so very small
And even with our eyes closed, our hands still meet
Cold, but still warmer than the winter-kissed street
Oh, I'd find my way along that street
Just to walk back again
The story has been bought and sold
But I know, I know, this one hasn't been told
Can't you see my path's not made of gold?
The cracks that crawl around me are so eloquently old
And I'm so happy that your timid truth helped me find the pathway home.
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Prayers of Ghosts
06:06
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Misbehave
Never mind saving grace, you were safe in my room
Picture frames, old mistakes, for heaven's sake. Tracks of trains in my room
Grab me by the arm and take me with you through the dark
step through dim lit halls with me, we'll feel our way with feather feet
I wish you were here, or I were there, or we were together anywhere
Live a little, give up your ghost, darling.
Darling, we're not meant to start a war, dancing with you is what I'm looking for. Try to do this with me, come on we'll just sing.
Dried up hands, please close the door
I won't be here long, I won't be here long
Whisper plans, and I want more
So we sing along, so we sing along
Every now and then I pray you'll get the most of every day
Hold on, hold on
Every now and then I see the lillies smile for you and me
Love on, love on
The night is ours love (we can dream)
So let's get started (let's make history)
I'll take your hand, love (we can do anything)
So let's just clap our hands and stomp our feet and sing
Na na na na na, we sing
Na na na na na, we dance
[I feel that no matter what I choose to become, I believe that I can change the world. And as I'm striving to change the world, I will be happy.]
I want to smile, you want to sing
Miss petite please whisper to me
With a smile I write this note to you
So let's dance like demons
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Cullen Ln. Spring, Texas
hello (•‿•)
I'm Lane - I write songs, cry during most movies, eat hot chips, and think about
death too much.
Songwriter/singer/guitar for Primaries, Pear Twig, Tiring, The Human Brain, and Gross Up.
Thanks for checkin my stuff out ( ꈍᴗꈍ)
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