7 Minutes In Heaven



I'm sleeping my way out of this one
With anyone who will lie down
I'll be stuck fixated on one star
When the world is crashing down

I keep telling myself
I keep telling myself
I'm not the desperate type
But you've got me looking through blinds

I keep telling myself
I keep telling myself
I'm not the desperate type

I'm sitting out dances on the wall
Trying to forget everything that isn't you
I'm not going home alone
'Cause I don't do too well
Sitting out dances on the wall
Trying to forget everything that isn't you
I'm not going home alone
'Cause I don't do too well on my own

The only thing worse than not knowing
Is you thinking that I don't know
I'm having another episode
I just need a stronger dose

I keep telling myself
I keep telling myself
I'm not the desperate type
But you've got me looking through blinds

I keep telling myself
I keep telling myself
I'm not the desperate type

I'm sitting out dances on the wall
Trying to forget everything that isn't you
I'm not going home alone
'Cause I don't do too well
Sitting out dances on the wall
Trying to forget everything that isn't you
I'm not going home alone
'Cause I don't do too well on my own

I keep telling myself
I keep telling myself
I'm not the desperate type
But you've got me looking through blinds

I keep telling myself
I keep telling myself
I'm not the desperate type

I'm sitting out dances on the wall
Trying to forget everything that isn't you
I'm not going home alone
'Cause I don't do too well on my own



Calm Before The Storm



Sat outside my front window
This story’s going somewhere
"he’s well hung" and I am hanging up
Well theres a song on the radio that says
"let’s get this party started, let’s get this party started"
What you do on you own time’s just fine
My imagination’s much worse than I ever wanted to know
And what meant the world implodeded... inflated then demoted all my oxygen to product gas and suffocated my last chance
You said between your smiles and regrets
"dont say it’s over"
Dead and gone calm before the storm
Set it off, and the sun burnt out tonight
Reception less than warm
Set it off and the sun burnt out tonight
The next time the phone can wring my neck it gets no answer
And of the time that I’ve spent telling it my roots
I’m shaking in my boots
And still it looks at me like an old friend I’ve betrayed
The darkside of the doormat is the one your shoes have frayed
The sun burnt out tonight



Dead On Arrival



i hope this is the last time
'cause i'd never say no to you
this conversation's been dead on arrival
and there's no way to talk to you
this conversation's been dead on arrival

a rivalry goes so deep between me
and this loss of sleep over you

this is side one
flip me over
i know i'm not you're favorite record
the songs you grow to like never stick at first
so i'm writing you a chorus
and here is your verse

no, it's not the last time
'cause i'd never say no to you
this conversation's still dead on arrival
and there's no way to talk to you
when you're dead on arrival

a rivalry goes so deep between me
and this loss of sleep over you

this is side one
flip me over
i know i'm not you're favorite record
the songs you grow to like never stick at first
so i'm writing you a chorus
and here is your...

whoo!
this is side one
flip me over
i know i'm not you're favorite record
so-o-o-o

this is side one
flip me over
this is side one
flip me over
i know i'm not you're favorite record
the songs you grow to like never stick at first
so i'm writing you a chorus
and here is your verse
here is your...




Hand Of God


Been gone more days this year than I have been home
Trading friends for trips to the coast
This hotel room feels more like a tomb

Been gone more days this year than I have been home
Trading friends for trips to the coast
This hotel room feels more like a tomb

It's not gossip if it's the truth
I'm sick of always writing songs for you to slit your wrists to

So which is it: the boy who writes the songs or the boy who's in them?
Who's the girl? Is this truth or is he writing fiction?

Hand over my heart, gun to my head
I swear to God I'm through with this
I am the worst liar I know

It's not gossip if it's the truth
I'm sick of always writing songs for you to slit your wrists to

So which is it: the boy who writes the songs or the boy who's in them?
Who's the girl? Is this truth or is he writing fiction?
Which is it: the boy who writes the songs or the boy who's in them?
Who's the girl? Is this truth or is he writing fiction?

(So which is it?) So which is it? Which is it? (So which is it?)
(So which is it?) So which is it? Which is it? (So which is it?)
(So which is it?) So which is it? Which is it? (So which is it?)
(So which is it?) So which is it? Which is it?

Who's the girl? Is this truth or is he writing fiction?
Which is it: the boy who writes the songs or the boy who's in them?
Who's the girl? Is this truth or is he writing fiction?

(Been gone more days this year than I have been home)
(Been gone more days this year than I have been home)



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Per ora credo possa bastare , poi mano mano un po alla volta le metto tutte...
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***AuRy***

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