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Tomorrow Never Comes
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No more chances She talked to me
But only with a curious glance
And no real desire to be
A part of this chance I was taking
Making something out of nothing
Is a noble endeavor
Not a waste of energy's nature
To be a part of something greater
So I followed her up the escalator
Rain outside
Hoping for the right moment to arrive
Ah damn what is this
I'm playing witness to my own forgery moments
A clone of the closest hope thats a foe
To a true known open shown piece of
Blown museum features
Bad art
A closet is such a poor dark place to start
It all ran through my mind in the four seconds
It took to realize that we would never be
Watching her shadow cross the horizon
Origin is where it all dwells
Im too disjointed to tell you coherently
How it all really began
In the first place
Left with nothing but the worst taste in my mouth
Wishing for warm weather and a chance to drop beyond south
Clear off your compass
Do us both a favor and dont ask...
