Conservation with song lyrics only.

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Conversation with song lyrics only.

I’m on the outside.
I’m looking in.
I can see through you.
See to the real you.
Inside your ugly.

( Yes I know that the title is wrong. See what your Iphone autofills for you when you type conversations fuckers!)
 
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Father Mckenzie writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear
No one comes near.
Look at him working, darning his socks in the night when there's nobody there
What does he care?
 
Looks like another thread that needs to be Shakespeare bombed.
 
Faces look ugly when you're alone
Women seem wicked when you're unwanted
Streets are uneven when you're down
 
it took him 29 minutes to notice. 29 minutes.

But I do know one thing though, bitches, they come they go
Saturday through Sunday, Monday, Monday through Sunday yo'
Maybe i'll love you one day, maybe we'll someday grow
Till then just sit your drunk ass on that fuckin' runway ho'...
 
I'm like "fuck you"
and fuck her too.

Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean,
My fist got hard and my wits got keen,
I'd roam from town to town to hide my shame.
But I made a vow to the moon and stars
That I'd search the honky-tonks and bars
And kill that man who gave me that awful name
 
Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean,
My fist got hard and my wits got keen,
I'd roam from town to town to hide my shame.
But I made a vow to the moon and stars
That I'd search the honky-tonks and bars
And kill that man who gave me that awful name

Chip the glasses and crack the plates,
Because that's what Bilbo Baggins hates.
 
Roads go ever ever on,
Over rock and under tree,
By caves where never sun has shone,
By streams that never find the sea

Virgil Kane is the name
And I served on the Danville train
'Till Stoneman's cavalry came
And tore up the tracks again
 
Roads go ever ever on,
Over rock and under tree,
By caves where never sun has shone,
By streams that never find the sea

Through a window of a car
A cigarette's a fallen star
A dream within a trail of sparks
And conversation turns to sleep
And I wait for you to speak
I'm waiting still
 
Through a window of a car
A cigarette's a fallen star
A dream within a trail of sparks
And conversation turns to sleep
And I wait for you to speak
I'm waiting still

I love that. I'm not even going to post any ridiculous lyrics, because this deserves better.
 
Well, she moved down here at the age of eighteen
She blew the boys away, was more than they'd seen
I was introduced and we both started groovin'
I said, "I dig you baby, but I got to keep movin' on"
Keep movin' on
 
it took him 29 minutes to notice. 29 minutes.

uuuugh....you didn't kill no time
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