Four Moral Boy

Our Hearts Now Know it's Too Old to
Achieve
Makes Us Bitter of the True Love We Once
Believed
In Alone Out the Same A One Strike
Hit
So Why Be Moral When it's All
Bullshit?

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Three Moral Boy

Our Hearts That Age and Shrink and
Shiver
Holding Out for One Before it's
Withers
Like a Fairytale, it Will Never Come
True
Such a Big City and Nobody Perfect for
You

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Two Moral Boy

When Your Heart and Feelings Begin to Grow
Fonder
Their Heart Then Stops and Begins to
Wander
This is Because People Don't Really Give a
Fuck
Break a Guy Down With a Lust-less
Look

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One Moral Boy

When Hearts Give and Don't
Receive
Makes All Sweeter When True Loves
Achieved
But Thats Bollox, You Take What You
Get
Bad Acts are Fun, Good Deeds They'll
Forget

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Wither - Rose

Red and Green and
Brass and Wood...
Over the Loose Soil
The Things We Withstood

Around in a Square
This is Your Last Place
Over by Your Side Where
A Floral Name Tag Held

By a Boy Who I Know but Have Never Spoken To

Over Black Fallen Shoulders
I See What You Left
Who I Heard So Much
To Whom I was Deaf

I Picked You This to Remember Me By
Pretend to Lay it on Your Warm Chest
So You Can Hold it Forever
A Rose Put to Rest

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Tommy and Jeana

Tommy and Jeana
  High-School Sweet-Hearts
    Broken by Marriage
  As Early Introductions
Lead to Troubled Endings
  Their Product
   Torn Apart
  By Naive Feelings
These Scars are Young
  But will Last Longer
   Than they Did

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Maria

Maria takes the fall for another love lost

Now she scrapes the top of the sky

Take her name in vain til you feel her pain

Dying in the name of a lie

No better man to make her head over heels

The kind that bring a tear to her eye

Out to the rain she starts to scream out his name

This final one she’ll have to buy

Maria she’s a girl but she’s not of this world

Knows only what she can feel

They met during the night and she felt it was right

Not knowing her heart he would steal

Chased through the dark she got caught by the arm

Her chest, the knife cut out a deal

Life with just one meant a world without fun

A husband’s free and her death became real

Maria falling about while he stands proud

His mind’s peace he has bought

There’s girls in the wings and the better times they'll bring

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(Inspired by "Wonderful Life" by Hurts and "The Rake Song" by The Decemberists)

Getting Over Yourself

A Pool Reflects Most when Still
As the Year thats Passed Shows
Left with No Thoughts Right Until
Hung Out to Dry and No Wind Blows

Now Don't You say His Name
Though I Know it May be Fair
Happiness is a Thing to Tame
And Hurt is More that I Could Care

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Support Your Local

Drunk on Ashtray Sleaze
Ex-Stripper Eager to Please

Chat Lines Forty Years Old
Her Four Eyes, Pigtails
"Beer and Wine for Kate"
Beard, Overweight, Underpaid.

Don't Know When to Stop
Slipping Out Tight Tube Top
Make up, Mock up, Curls
Fake Nails, Cigarette Burns.

Fisticuffs, Name of Love
Room to Swing, Don't Shove
Forehead First, Broke Nose
Keep You on Your Toes

Children Called Twice Tonight
Too Old to Take Flight

For These Scenes and People become Boring
Your Local, 'til Nights Tuesday Morning.

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(Inspired by the Kings of Leon video "Pyro")    

Prologue

In Some Attempt Of Catharsis I Write Of The People And Feelings That Wander About A Nineteen Year Old's  Head... I Write This Trying To Emulate Bruce Springsteen's Early Stuff, Put Down Everything In Hope To Catch The Tempt Of Youth That You Can Only See Whilst In The Midst Of It... So Please Read And Comment, Tell Me What's Shit And What's Not...

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