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Dinner For One
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Hip-Hop Spoken Word
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Peak #904
Peak in subgenre #17
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February 28, 2015
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MP3 4.8 MB 128 kbps 5:11
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Hi there, is anyone special going to be joining you on this fine evening? Those words sent me into a state of dreaming, thinking about the person that would be perfect for this evening Hey there how you been, long time no talk, oh me, I've been fine still starring at the ticking clock Destined to have my feelings forever blocked, ever since you have gone on and walked While my heart’s still shackled to your lock, knowing that this pain will never stop Wake up every day feeling like yesterday’s piece of chalk, I'm drowning in your misery and I got a pocket full of rocks Whatever happened to our fairy tale, oh yeah, it disappeared into a blurry trail, with your steady fails, impaled by your furry nails, as I could never live up to your emotional petty scales I could never allow my vision, to see you as the deadly apparition that sent me into a slow demolition As I'm blinded by how you were in the beginning Filling, the ever missing hole that makes me feel like living, no wonder why I could never make the transition And why I was never willing, to EVER give you an emission I'm a slave entombed in your emotional prison, accustomed to always give into your submission And why I continuously accepted you back like all had been forgiven, it’s really starting to become a tradition You’re the only person I’ve ever been missing, the only thing I’ll never be quitting, you are my life, my world; you’re even my fucking religion So when you said to me, that you just wanted to be a friend to me, it really left me feeling empty A broken man since you left me, you made a mess of me, I couldn’t see what was ahead of me Stuck in a constant state of reverie, suffocating in your treachery, and no amount of alcohol can ever erase your memory You’re fucking dead to me And I can't remember a time after this where I wasn’t at least tipsy, shit, in my morning classes I had a full Dixie Its Monday I need to feel dizzy, and would quickly do the same for Tuesday because I still felt shitty This is how I kept my weekdays busy, constantly drowning in my culvert of self-pity And this is where it gets tricky, because just when everything was getting better and less wispy I get a text from you saying that you miss me, and those three words would fill me up more than any supply of whiskey I’m forever under your hypnosis, and I HATE that prognosis Getting over you has been my only focus, but it’s hard when that path is road less Move on? Don’t you think I’ve infinitely tried that notion, painstakingly tried to put those gears into motion? What, you don’t think other girls haven’t noticed, that you took everything from me and they’re left with what’s broken Knowing, that I'm wishing it wasn’t them but a different girl that I was holding, finally realizing why I live in a vodka cauldron So many relationships with good girls were stolen, alcohol soaken, because they were interwoven with your fucking omens AH! I can't focus, it’s hopeless, I’m forever devoted to being hallowed in your locust And since that I’m forever enslaved to your superior totem, I can never see through an ulterior motive Staying just long enough to get me open, and then leaving, knowing once again my heart is broken It’s not your fault, anyone could have seen this moment, it’s mine, I never should have started hoping Now I’m sitting here left to rebuild, every piece of me that you have killed Wading in a sea of your lies and deceitful guilt, and starring at a part of me that will never be refilled So I’m trying to fill it by searching for answers in never-ending Heinekens, a text from you gives me another dose of your love, now I'm high again Believing that this time around will be different, I'm stuck in another lie again, believing that someday you will actually be mine again But it’s all pretend, just another twisted plan to fuck with my head, as I'm left here hanging by my last thread, trying to find an ounce of truth in the words that were said Because even when I'm with another girl
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