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This Is A Standoff

and guilt won't live here now you're taken away from me you left a note to remind all of us to push and carry on and that's why this ignorance will prove

to this than broken windows panes. Another silver screen won't play this movie. You figure we're done caring, and realize that no one's calling you, a

mind all those feelings. Everyone... push up is all you'll do. Never mind all those ceilings, kicking us when we're down. All you can do is stand up

rock, especially the fashion kids look down on me I guess that you'll see you're way cooler than me It won't be here forever so let's drink a lot until

tell it's to me. You looked ahead up to wave and then I finally see. A silver bottle spilled out on the table. A light all over you is brushed in red

Can't take them all! Middle class in shrinking everyday, it begins our fallacy. It tears the fabric woven tight by most of us, this includes you and

I mean don't you? and now I know how inspiration feels, not how it sells a million records or a platinum on a wall and I won't offer you apologies It

a jealous one. The guiltiness still weighs a ton, but we've never solved our problems gracefully. Light grey apologies, but I'm still drinking to this

that we put upon ourselves That we don't see you ask me for better ways but you don't care what I'm saying All I see is mesmerizing, never looking past