Frayed edges
The story's been chased by margin for far too long
With every metaphor you find
You know fin is finally finalizing the way you want
And you're cut if you slip
The blood and the pain make it all seem legit
And it's almost as if
Well it's almost as if you lived it
Tell me tell me can it not be so?
Finish who you are and then return to paper
It's lived quick but written slow
So I return to paper
Tell me tell me can it not be so?
Finish who you are and then return to paper
It's lived quick but written so slow
Bury my name in paste
If it makes you feel like the page won't go to waste
And you're left with a vacant space
And you know your point can't wait to scrape away
No need to illustrate
You're eyes grew tired with every day's changing fate
And it's almost as if we read too late
Tell me tell me can it not be so?
Finish who you are and then return to paper
It's lived quick but written slow
So I return to paper
Tell me tell me can it not be so?
Finish who you are and then return to paper
It's lived quick but written so slow
# | Top 5 No Service Project |
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1 | No Service Project - The Placebo Effect |
2 | No Service Project - Not The Place |
3 | No Service Project - Grind |
4 | No Service Project - Ugly |
5 | No Service Project - May |