Fly the CoopSpeaking of summer With all the tones of winter Mourning words of sadness Blistered in the heat Of a December gone wrongFly the Coop
I’ve listed your sins So many times And cursed you through Sentences of pain Unseasoned times of rain
Learn, you never learn And why do I stick around? I could have flown the coop Escaped to a greener paradise But learn, I never learn I still stick around When I could have flown the coop
Sinister I re-read Your fate curled in lines of hate I scrawled in dishevelled paper Sinister
These Crows are AngeredThe crows are here Fences for perches They’ve come to see me squirm At first light of the dawn Deep inside is where I froze But nobody knows I doubt they’d handle itThese Crows are Angered
So here we are In light of the day The shadows are cast I feel their treachery Deep inside is where I froze But nobody knows I doubt they’d handle it
They’re screaming at me Squawking at me These birds are sinister Their eyes glow red in the sunset They do not make much sense They’re screaming violence
I guess I can&
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Love is a word, to describe the feeling, what nothing else describes, what will always be boundless, what is constantly bewildering, what is hopeless, living without.
How was it??
and blake wants us to practise
He goes "I'm going on schoolies soon, but i want haunting to practise becos we need to practise.... even if im not there"
so i reply "dw, im sure alex and i can work out band practises"
haha so yeah we should do that sometime...and try and get my riff ive got happening going
i think ive got enough to get majority of a song down, you know that riff you really liked that i played for you ages ago?
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Love is a word, to describe the feeling, what nothing else describes, what will always be boundless, what is constantly bewildering, what is hopeless, living without.
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