QUITE
Tinsel Life

Candy coated promises
That I will never keep
Well I just make them now so you will shut up
And I can go to sleep

You’re wishing and you’re bitching
And making your plans that involve me
And revolve around me
But you’ve never asked me

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I’ve become quite content now
With seeing the glass as half empty
That I can’t always find my way

I’m rather pleased with myself
For putting the past aside
I’m rather pleased with myself
For keeping the rage inside
In the place of your taste I’ve been faced with the reasons
You don’t seem to be on the same page as I
And I?
I have nothing

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I have nothing
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