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Whole World Out ThereThere's
There's a whole world out there
Up in the clouds
Oh I'm just laying here
I've shed but a single tear
And it trailed down
Into the sea
Of cool grass and warm me
Both of us, our entity,
One and the same.
Some will say
That there's no shame
In feeling this way
Here I lay,
In the green green grass
Avoiding the empty house at the end of the road
Because my home's silence
Rings loud and clear
Alone are all whom enter here.
Like We're Doing Something Wrong.Those days when nothing looks as right
as your hand in mine
our fingers intertwined
lost in each others' eyes
Makes me forget
that to most of the world
Until I see the heads
turned our way
bringing hushed whispers
like we're doing something wrong
But then you squeeze my hand
and I flood with warmth
take a deep breath
and smile like only you can make me do.
but we make doHold me tight, hold me close,
Don't worry, nobody knows,
that you and I
Need each other
As much as we do.
Wipe my tears as I cry,
Kiss my cheek and finally try
To take the pain away
Wrap your warm arms
Around my shaking shoulders
That won't stop
Whisper sweet words
And shattered dreams
As I try to sew back the seams
Of my burst-open heart
I can't help she shattered me
I'm sorry I leave you
To pick up the pieces
Every single time
I know this isn't how it's supposed to be,
You and me,
but we make do
Like we always do.
I KnowI know exactly who I am
What I've done
Where I've been
Who I've used
Why I've done this,
I hateI hate being so scared to grow up
Yet so eager for independence.
I hate wanting so hard to prove myself
But knowing I'll fail.
I hate wishing I could make it
And knowing I couldn't.
I hate being so naive
Feeling like a child.
I hate wanting to be closer
Knowing it's only going to get harder.
I hate spending all my time wishing
For things I can't have.
I hate being this way; this age,
No one trusting me.
And I hate
Giving them reasons to do so.
It's Not You.It's not you, it's just me,
Scared of the world and who I can be.
Don't be worried, I'm not trying to get free
I just don't know how we're meant to be.
I know we are, that much makes sense,
But the silence in the air's getting a little tense.
I'm so afraid I'm running out of things to say,
But please babe, don't walk away.
Here I am scarred and broken and bruised,
Walking around feeling used,
Then I find someone who means the world to me,
And I have no clue who I'm meant to be.
I'm meant for you and you for me too,
But what good does knowing that do?
I'm afraid to lose you and afraid to keep you,
To drag you down, out, and around.
I promise I love you and will always want you
But what good does knowing that do?
We have a future but what with it do we do,
All I know about it is it's with you.
I'm scared and frightened and naive, too,
All too innocent to know what to do.
Begging for spontaneity but pleading for a plan
I've never thought much just always ran
Away from the world and it's f
InsecuritiesNo, it's not you, don't worry, babe.
It's just the fact that you're not around to chase them away
They've always been there, I don't know what to say..
You wonder why the music, why the running
It's to keep them out it's not too cunning
I'm running out of places to run
That's why I'm begging to do something crazy and dumb
It makes them go, it makes them run.
Sorry to scare you, don't be worried,
Just don't be afraid if some things are hurried.
It's all just a chase, a game of fun
To make away the insecurities run.
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