Rich Downes

Difficulty when low transpired
Difficulty when seeing every cup
Difficulty when getting fired
Difficulty when to act further tough
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I wanted to be rid of all strain
Or be someone so admired
But I guess that's something I cannot say
How my heart isn't yet fired
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Oh now you'd did not know that I had cried
I wanted you to keep my soul alive
Bet you're messing with this old fate
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For I'm feeling queasy
But I know that's nothing new
A memory of blue
Now I dunno who to even yet be
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For you leave me with the doom
It seems that I'll be just every loon
And not said
Timing was always the strain
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Gone with such empty devotion
Guts are filled with doubt
But I know you don't do any respect
For you leave this town
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Dab the pains away in this old eon
Not new.
Help fight against blue!
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Sweet nothings under the old tree
You're everything I want you to be
Running low on my self-control
It's your heart I long to find and explore
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A lone kind of drug
Love just bugs
Denying why you always stun
Only to now frown
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A memory brings back that feeling which is such a shame
Lie about the ways that I cannot begin to pay
But even now I'm still falling
Like the way you go when I'm never free
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Now I notice how things pass by when a love of mine never stays
Stuck with a feeling that I'll never reach my home base.
Just trying to work out what you couldn't yet comprehend.
Time goes by so slowly when love seems to be a crime
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And now left no reason
Make me wanna sigh
As it seems to be too breezy
Not ever gonna reach those old lands
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Losing a reality
Denial of every lonely scene
No more spaces
And trying
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No way of trying to find who to be.
No way leaves such a bad old cause
A memory shall now twirl
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A word reminds me why I feel so less than strong
Struggle as I feel I can't stand up ever so tall
A way leaves me feeling much less bolder
Yet I know that I'll never be like a Casanova
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Fighting against the old way you'll make me seethe
Fighting against the old way you'll make me seethe

Even though now I'm so sad
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And even now you're who I will miss
Guess you are why I don't face any bliss
Guess it's brilliant
How fell for you before I'd hit that sack
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How I stall
But I'm not yet free
Beat the price of free
A bad stall
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Lie about feeling small
Low about standing up ever tall
For there's nothing like a brawl
Guess heart still shatters to crawl
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Lie about the heart prison which is the devotion
Deny all of this old gloom
Omission of the ways that I am feeling
Guessed that I'm the loon
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