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Another Finger Has Gone Up. Does This One Count?
The Amount Of Fingers I Have Are Running Low On Such Tragedies In The Making. 8 or 9?
Changing Like The Seasons, My Body And Mind Can’t Handle Such An Event. Was This Even An Event?
Going From Hot. From Being On The High Seas.
To Being Cold. Shutting Everyone But  A Select Few Out.
To Being Hot Once More. Running Ways With The Hell Traveler.
Now Onto The Process Of Being Cold. A Slap In The Face? A Punch Maybe?
No More King’s Man Please. It’s To The Point Of Physical Exhaustion.
Not Too Sure What Caused The Domino To Fall. But It Felt Good At First.
War Subsided and Smiles Were Galore. When You Were Around.
Every Angle Was Pleasing. No Matter How Dark The Corners Were.
Butterflies Beat Violently. At The Sight Of You.
Until Word Got Out. Should Have Known Better.
I Didn’t Want To Keep Anything. Secrets Are For Forbidden Lovers Anyways.
So Words Flowed Like Waterfalls. After The Vulnerable Feeling Went Away, It Felt Great.
The Callback Left Me Shaking For Hours, Days. The Smiles Hurt, Immensely.
I Wanted To Shout From The Mountains. Shout Like Pompei.
Kept My Bliss. The Greedy Me Wanted Not To Share.
But It Was Until The Bulb Went Out. The Clapper Fucking Broke.
Darkness Hit Me Like A Train. So Hard And Fast.
Lost Control To The One Thing I Can’t Control. Not From Lack Of Trying I Assure You.
The Broken Attached To More Broken. Broken People Can’t Fix Broken People.
What I Wanted. I Didn’t Get.
Another Fucking Pirate. Yesterday’s Newspaper.
Mostly Curiosity. Killed The Cat.
Angry At You And The World. Mostly At Myself.
Insecurity and Egoism. Equal The Beast.
The One Thing I Kept From You. Destroyed Me.
But I’m Done. With Him.
In Order To Get Rid Of Him. I’m Dropping You.
Not Like You Haven’t Done So Anyways. Not Like I Mattered.
But Now To Move Along. The Show Must Go On.
I Don’t Want You To Leave. But Its Best.
Even Stars Break. Says The Music.
Maybe Its Just A Phase. This Obsession.
Let’s Hope. Its Unhealthy.
But You’re Right. I Do Deserve Better.

Calculation Theme:
I’m sick, you’re tired, let’s dance
Break to love make lust I know it isn’t
I’m sick, you’re tired, let’s dance
Cold as numbers but let’s dance

Tonight your ghost will ask my ghost,
Where is the love?
Tonight your ghost will ask my ghost,
Who here is in line for a raise?
Tonight your ghost will ask my ghost,
Where is the love?
Tonight your ghost will ask my ghost,
Who put these bodies between us?

Wet Blanket:
Falling for the creep,
The body leech,
Here he comes
Vicious, hypnosis,
Clenched fist sayin’
“It’s wrong to want more than a folk song”
Underneath the shaker knit,
He’s a brick wall
She keep fallin’ for the trick,
Vegetariate, sing-along,
Give a little kick,
With your fine thigh high.

*Doo-doo-do-do-do* *Ba ba, ba ba ba ba*
*Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh*

*Doo-doo-doo* we’re on to you
Your bathing suit,
Borrowed guitar,
Tellin’ her what to think we are,
You the number one
Wet blanket,
You’re still around I wonder why,
You’re still around I wonder why,
You the number one wet blanket.
Bad seeds come and go for which you must allow
Sick down to my heart that’s just the way it goes”

Collect Call:
If the fire’s out baby, How you gonna keep me warm?
Supposing you let me, with the door wide open no one can leave

For wishing you could
Keep me closer, I’m a lazy dancer, when you move I move with you
Keep me closer, I’m a lazy dancer, when you move I move with you