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When the music went away, with all that I`ve conceived the sun goes down and smiles start to fade. Another Tuesday and I smell the leaves, they`re dying in my city. Inspirations lost in sirens. It`s not easy to live when motivation keeps on dying. The street lights are far from glistening and I`m at my window listening through the silence just to hear your voice, but I`m distracted by the outside noise I can`t think of your eyes without wondering how you live your life. When my song begins to play I`m thinking everything`s gonna be ok until the smiles start to fade. In the beginning. I never got what I wanted because I never tried. I guess some things never change. Rejection seems real enough that it scares me away. The notes are barely audible and the melody seems kinda dull. I wouldn`t know it if it slapped me in the face, I need some help putting this one in its place. I can`t think of your voice without wondering how you sing your song. The orange night keeps me aware of how I`ve loved and how I`ve hated. But hate`s remembered long after love`s forgotten. I want to forget. Yet, I want to remember.

When the music went away, with all that I`ve conceived the sun goes down and smiles start to fade. Another Tuesday and I smell the leaves, they`re dying in my city. Inspirations lost in sirens. It`s not easy to live when motivation keeps on dying. The street lights are far from glistening and I`m at my window listening through the silence just to hear your voice, but I`m distracted by the outside noise I can`t think of your eyes without wondering how you live your life. When my song begins to play I`m thinking everything`s gonna be ok until the smiles start to fade. In the beginning. I never got what I wanted because I never tried. I guess some things never change. Rejection seems real enough that it scares me away. The notes are barely audible and the melody seems kinda dull. I wouldn`t know it if it slapped me in the face, I need some help putting this one in its place. I can`t think of your voice without wondering how you sing your song. The orange night keeps me aware of how I`ve loved and how I`ve hated. But hate`s remembered long after love`s forgotten. I want to forget. Yet, I want to remember.

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