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More than 400 years ago a great citizen wished to embed the fifth of November forever in our memory. His hope was to remind the world that fairness, justice, and freedom are more than words, they are perspectives. So if you’ve seen nothing, if the crimes of government remain unknown to you, then I suggest you allow the fifth of November to pass unmarked.
Amazing.Blue October.
How am I supposed to breathe?
I try to relax. I touch your still frame
So I can watch you closer
And study the ways I believe I belong to you
I scratch at your waist line… your doll hair
I dig up the thought of how your eyes glow
So I make you my religion, my collision, an escape goat
So have I found your secret weak spot, baby?
(Chorus) Can you pretend I’m amazing?
I can pretend I’m amazing…
Instead of what we both know
I cut to the punch line baby
Can you pretend I’m amazing
Instead of what we both know
Now our history is for sale
And for that I apoligize
You see you’re my only know how
The study of when I believe I belonged to you
You see I’ve made you into something delicious,
My sweet ghost
So have I found your secret weak spot, baby?
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I am enjoying this picture much more than i should be
