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Descend
Daisies grow within the saddest parts of me.
Ocean waves plunge into my soul.
That's happy, happy.
I've got my sundress on.
"Good morning," you say.
"I love you," you say.
No, no, no.
Descend with me, descend with you.
You, you.
Descend with you, you, you.
Stay with me, though I'm a liar.
Stay with me, though I'm not perfect.
Turn on the stereo, oh, oh.
Stay and descend,
Send, send you love.
Chain smoke and put my hair up in a pony tail.
Talk about it with a pen.
That's lovely, lovely.
I've got the windows rolled down.
"Do you see it?" you say.
"The wheat field?" you say.
I see it.
Descend with me, descend with you.
You, you.
Descend with you, you, you.
Stay with me, though I'm a liar.
Stay with me, though I'm not perfect.
Turn on the stereo, oh, oh.
Stay and descend,
Send, send you love.
Stars feed off of carbon dioxide like a rabid hurricane.
That only means we're meant for the sun instead.
That's tough, that's really tough.
I've got my heart on my sleeve today.
"How could you?" you say.
But am I really the one to blame?
Descend with me, descend with you.
You, you.
Descend with you, you, you.
Stay with me, though I'm a liar.
Stay with me, though I'm not perfect.
Turn on the stereo, oh, oh.
Stay and descend,
Send, send you love.
Ocean waves plunge into my soul.
That's happy, happy.
I've got my sundress on.
"Good morning," you say.
"I love you," you say.
No, no, no.
Descend with me, descend with you.
You, you.
Descend with you, you, you.
Stay with me, though I'm a liar.
Stay with me, though I'm not perfect.
Turn on the stereo, oh, oh.
Stay and descend,
Send, send you love.
Chain smoke and put my hair up in a pony tail.
Talk about it with a pen.
That's lovely, lovely.
I've got the windows rolled down.
"Do you see it?" you say.
"The wheat field?" you say.
I see it.
Descend with me, descend with you.
You, you.
Descend with you, you, you.
Stay with me, though I'm a liar.
Stay with me, though I'm not perfect.
Turn on the stereo, oh, oh.
Stay and descend,
Send, send you love.
Stars feed off of carbon dioxide like a rabid hurricane.
That only means we're meant for the sun instead.
That's tough, that's really tough.
I've got my heart on my sleeve today.
"How could you?" you say.
But am I really the one to blame?
Descend with me, descend with you.
You, you.
Descend with you, you, you.
Stay with me, though I'm a liar.
Stay with me, though I'm not perfect.
Turn on the stereo, oh, oh.
Stay and descend,
Send, send you love.
Published 13th Sep 2014
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13th Sep 2014 9:35am
18th Sep 2014 4:22am
14th Sep 2014 11:03am
Too me this sorta like a sarcastic type of song
It has some conflicting points in it and it also has a lot of hate and love to it
The flow is awesome as the song goes on
It has some conflicting points in it and it also has a lot of hate and love to it
The flow is awesome as the song goes on
18th Sep 2014 4:22am
Yeah, most of my poems and lyrics are sarcastic and contradictory xD I guess that's just because I, myself, am a contradiction.
19th Sep 2014 1:22am
That's cool man
It's always good to write a song from the heart that exposes who you are in some ways or another
It's always good to write a song from the heart that exposes who you are in some ways or another
15th Sep 2014 3:52am
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