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Bleeding Hearts Club (Mpls. Chapter)

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  • 2007.02.01
  • 3:18
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It's been a bit, you look a little sick You got the vibe of a ghost and I'm not equipped But I can host or I can drive And a ride might be right, just hit the gas and crash Tonight must have been a beast I bet you still rock a sweater in the heat, right? And you can stand like it's not that bad But I only hear from you when it is and you know that My agenda is pure, I'm sure you remember The dialogue that occurred, I would render The whole campus blue If it was just another bender to manage through Guess it depends on the day to day Most days I don't even wanna see your face Don't say that you don't need love, it's old Act tough but your blood's exposed I like the way you comb your hair And I love them stylish clothes you wear You've got some lights you're down to share It seems as if you want to care Good luck, the game you play ain't fair Still stuck on why you standin' there We'll keep your name inside the prayer Tear down that self-made cross you bear I've been your ride the last few years I've seen you through when no one's there I finally get why that's the case We let the liar lie in wake Up, it don't deserve my sleep And I can't catch a wink till you stop, till you think Till you're clean, till you quit, till you're done This is it, I'm at the end of my rope You're at the end of your wick Midday with your bright stage light and your Mistakes, more weight and the frame might Give way to the offbeat dance till the City and the concrete cracks in here I still watch you 'cause I believe There's somethin' true behind your teeth It's in them secrets that you keep Fish outta water trying to breathe I like the way you comb your hair And I love them stylish clothes you wear You've got some lights you're down to share It seems as if you want to care Good luck, the game you play ain't fair Still stuck on why you standin' there We'll keep your name inside the prayer Tear down that self-made cross you bear With me, it's wrong to stare But somehow I'm on it like it's what you wanted Now I'm here, whistlin' a song and tears It might fall on a pair of distracted ears Are you listenin' it's the sound of toy handcuffs And another voice you can't trust Disrupt the self destruct Waitin' for the ball to hit the ground Just to watch it bounce up Up and down the same steps We've both have climbed that bind and connect us I still feel the itch sometimes, but it lets up You scratch till you bleed, you bleed just to prove life So you can see it with your own two But it's mixed with a mess and it's not you Can you hear me past the heartbeat? Or do you only know I care when our eyes meet? I like the way you comb your hair And I love them stylish clothes you wear You've got some lights you're down to share It seems as if you want to care Good luck, the game you play ain't fair Still stuck on why you standin' there We'll keep your name inside the prayer Tear down that self-made cross you bear I like the way you comb your hair And I love them stylish clothes you wear You've got some lights you're down to share It seems as if you want to care Good luck, the game you play ain't fair Still stuck on why you standin' there We'll keep your name inside the prayer Tear down that self-made cross you bear

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