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Due♥12/09

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Hey rabroad!
I'm just sitting here at work and figured I'd post two of the songs that I wrote for the band I was in about 7 months ago. We've split up, but maybe someone will enjoy the lyrics I wrote. We recorded one EP, but in the interest of keeping it about the lyrics, I won't post it here. Let me know what you think. I appreciate it!

A little background on us - We were a mixture of influences such as Hopesfall, Dance Gavin Dance, In Theory, Glassjaw, Misery Signals, and at least in the manner of lyrical presentation, The Blood Brothers. We had two dedicated lead singers, of which I was the screamer. The lines in parentheses were written by the other singer, and I only post them here in keeping with the original layout of the songs. Enjoy! (The second song was written and performed entirely by me, therefore, no parentheses).

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(i won't take your frienRAB, i'll just keep it real.)
it's nostalgia burnin' under the hood
(i've got something better for you to deal.)
these car tires and short wires misunderstood.
it's just that your hazel eyes bring even the stars to a pleasant size.
what dreams could we have wished on?
(i am free to roam this cage)
this is surely a day where the mongrels learn to make their way;
if we learn forgiveness we can forever be happy.
(it would be so great)
(to walk to the end of the earth)
take my hand and let me guide you through,
the years of wait i'd gladly stand for you.
these distant hours spread my soul too thin;
i find solace in your heart i hold within.
(but i'd rather walk alone)
(so that i might fall...;)
each second that passes by, i learn more of my devotion to this love.
it's these fragile moments on which i build foundations of my future self -
for the world will know of our union,
believe me, time is on our side.
passion is imperfect, but ever beautiful.
these harsh winRAB will fade, leaving only us.
i stand before you, offering my life.
(my eyes will never be shattered under pressure)
promises eternal.

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stare at the moon as the tendrils of spring
crawl just like thoughts across the brow of the world;
infused, we are empowered
to deliver a new face to the coward.
as young and bold as some who test the palace
inseperable, known to wander.
i am the pretender,
i am the beholder of all those faces in every single hour.
'cause we lack the tools to cope with all our curses,
and i am the pawn in this twisted game you've invented.
i am the pawn in this, twisted....
we are searching...
i am the pawn.


Thanks for reading guys and girls.
 
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