Bleeding Hearts Club (Mpls. Chapter)

It's been a bit
 You look a little sick
 You got the vibe of a ghost and I'm not equipped
 But I can host, or I can drive, and a ride might be right
 Just hit the gas and crash tonight
 Must have been a beast
 I bet you still rock a sweater in the heat, right?
 And you can stand like it's not that bad
 But I only hear from you when it is, and you know that
 (Slug)
 My agenda, is pure, I'm sure you remember
 The dialogue that occurred, I would render
 The whole canvas blue
 If it was just another bender to manage through
 Guess it depends on the day-to-day
 Most days I don't even wanna see your face
 Don't say that you don't need love; it's old
 Act tough, but your blood's exposed
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 I like the way you comb your hair
 And I love them stylish clothes you wear
 You've got some lights you're down to share
 It seems as if you want to care
 Good luck: the game you play ain't fair
 Still stuck on why you're standin' there
 We'll keep your name in silent prayer
 Tear down that self-made cross you bear
 (P.O.S)
 I've been your ride the last few years
 I've seen you through when no one's there
 I finally get why that's the case
 We let the liar lie in wake
 Up, it don't deserve my sleep
 And I can't catch a wink 'til you stop, 'til you think
 'Til you're clean, 'til you quit, 'til you're done; this is it
 I'm at the end of my rope
 You're at the end of your wick
 (Slug)
 Midday with your bright stage light on your
 Mistakes, more weight and the frame might
 Give way to the offbeat dance 'til the
 Cit-ay and the concrete cracks in here
 I still watch you cause I believe
 There's something true behind your teeth
 It's in them secrets that you keep
 Fish out of water trying to breathe
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 I like the way you comb your hair
 And I love them stylish clothes you wear
 You've got some lights you're down to share
 It seems as if you want to care
 Good luck: the game you play ain't fair
 Still stuck on why you're standin' there
 We'll keep your name in silent prayer
 Tear down that self-made cross you bear
 (Slug)
 Bear with me, it's wrong to stare
 But somehow I'm on it like it's what you wanted
 Now I'm here, whistlin' a song and tears
 That might fall on a pair of distracted ears
 Are you listening? It's the sound of toy handcuffs
 And another voice you can't trust
 Disrupt the self-destruct
 Waitin' for the ball to hit the ground just to watch it bounce up
 (P.O.S)
 Up, and down the same steps
 We both have climbed that bind and connect us
 I still feel the itch sometimes, but it lets up
 You scratch 'til you bleed; you bleed just to prove life
 So you can see it with your own two
 But it's mixed with a mess and it's not you
 Can you hear me past the heartbeat?
 Or do you only know I care when our eyes meet?
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 I like the way you comb your hair
 And I love them stylish clothes you wear
 You've got some lights you're down to share
 It seems as if you want to care
 Good luck: the game you play ain't fair
 Still stuck on why you're standin' there
 We'll keep your name in silent prayer
 Tear down that self-made cross you bear
 I like the way you comb your hair
 And I love them stylish clothes you wear
 You've got some lights you're down to share
 It seems as if you want to care
 Good luck: the game you play ain't fair
 Still stuck on why you're standin' there
 We'll keep your name in silent prayer
 Tear down that self-made cross you bear