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Monsieur Le Plant
04:58
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I'm gonna draw your favorite picture
That you won't get the chance to see
It's not the way we wanted
But it's the way it's gotta be
You're gonna plant a precious flower
That I won't get the chance to smell
You've got no frame of reference
How do you know if you're not well?
Unending frustation
Result of our cultivations
That station's gone static
Resistor automatic
I'll distance myself just to save face
We are so out of place
We are only occupying time and space
Words are waste
When you've got nothing to say
I'm gonna tell a funny story
And wait for you to start to blush
That's my way of knowing
That I said too much
You're gonna take an honest little mistake
And magnify it over time
Now you gotta get off
That's the end of your line
And that's fine
Renaissance
A rebirth
The value, what it's still worth
If it still hurts
It still stings
Maybe you are not drinking
Enough whiskey to soothe all your burns
So I salted the earth
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Adelaide
04:07
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It's been a few years
I'm still trying to get my head on straight
If you think that I'm to blame, then please forgive me
I've shed a few tears
Left a few more in my wake
But if you can't say the same, are you really living?
And still, my will
Well, it grows stronger every day
You shoot to kill
Like it's the only game you know how to play
So when a few beers
Turns into half a fifth
You might end up regretting what you say
Oh, Adelaide
We had it made
You go and blow me off, it seems
You've always got somewhere to be
So Adelaide
Are you that afraid
To change yourself and forget all about me?
So when it was over
I got out fast as I can
I couldn't take that feeling for any longer
If you didn't have to be sober
At all, I bet you wouldn't
But understand it doesn't make you stronger
And yet, I confess
I could have laid those fears to rest
If it just meant less
Of all your manufactured stress
So when it gets colder, and you need someone to hold
Don't get nostalgic thinking of the days
Oh, Adelaide
I ran away
You went and wrote me off again,
For going where you've never been
So Adelaide
Are you glad you stayed?
Are you gonna take it out on another man?
Can we agree that it was never meant to be?
And that's a truth none of us can avoid
So when you turn the page on all your existential rage
I hope that you don't hate the ones who bring you joy
Oh, Adelaide
Are you sad today, or are you faithful?
You can cuss me out if you want to,
But you sure better be grateful
For Adelaide,
I had to say
You can hate me or the situation
That drew the separation between my Adelaide
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