

DrunkenessCan't feel the ground under my feet A feeling, familiar as my heartbeat I can run so fast Get away from the past Until I wake up in Pilgrim Street.Drunkeness


ExtrovertCheap cigarettes behind immaculate teeth, Wasting our time upon the littered heath. The new grass stains on your favourite shirt, I can tell youre quite the extrovert.Extrovert
Around the pristine town in your hazy state, Appointment at three and you turn up late. Waylaid by women, the compulsion to flirt, I can tell youre quite the extrovert.
Seven o clock, you dont know where you are, Trembling, passed out in an unknown car. I want to be like you and roll in the dirt, I want to be the extrovert.


A Fiver's Worth Of LetdownI like to say I kept devoted I kept my words so sugarcoated We talked for hours, I held my breath Until I had no credit left.A Fiver's Worth Of Letdown
It happened when I changed the subject Said let's go out, not for to get wrecked You put me out, a fire unfed With the simple words you said.
"Sorry, we can't be that way Try again, another day On different paths, me and you I have to go, got work to do."
I joined, as you can see.
The New England song's lyrics make think of your poems, they're kinda the same style
Oh and before I forget, nice accent! lol
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Focus on GOD! Don't take criticism to heart and compliments to your head, and you'll remain grounded. Better to be lifted up to the position of a king, than forcefully taking it...
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