Three or Four Things You Learned About Her
What happens when freedom turns into its trap? A journey through silence, cigarettes, and picking your nose like a hero.
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I never set out to be one thing. Musical genres feel like prisonswhy choose between the weight of dark metal and the groove of Chicago house when both roll in the same brain? So I didn't decide. I found six separate worlds, each one different roads: some people would call it scattered. I call it roll a die. I got here by leaps and bounds, Just because my journey wasn't out thereit was in.
Lyrics
Three or Four Things You Learned About Her This Week
(Freedom seems closer,
An earlier stage of the evil I did you,
Until silence acts in its own way
Like something you will learn
Starting
With a new adventure in the world).
An old
World between your steps,
Your manual
(Your manual)
Of good manners guiding the most
Naive conduct,
Picking your nose, after
Eating a good portion, the hero reveals himself.
A world of dreams, a new cigarette
And a death on the stones,
So that's how!
Freedom is closer,
An earlier stage of the evil I did you,
Until silence acts in its own way.
Like something you will learn
Starting
With a new adventure in the world.
(So many accept that life is will
More than time).
But when, my friend, will it be
(Necessary)
Necessary for you to come prove otherwise, and
Say goodbye; and a death, a shitty one,
Walk among the world's beauties,
Or black forests, it should be night
As you choose
Some caution in terms of waiting?
Quite possible to deny,
Forbid the greatest happy image in your eyes,
Flowers
Dried for forgiveness.
Freedom stands closer,
An earlier stage of the evil I did you,
Until silence acts in its own way
Like something you will learn
Starting
With a new adventure in the world.
(The journey you take alone).
(If the journey even exists
To follow,
Allowing choice, perhaps.
At last, allowing yourself to like the scenery
Worn out to find hope and love,
The decorated house and even if you're)
Safe,
Come to it only through your faith;
You manage to see anything at all,
(Like being plucked bare in the darkness).
