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Henry Blaeser - Diary Lyrics



Henry Blaeser - Diary Lyrics
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You wanted to check out books on me, but they're twee
You hide them inside your library where affection isn't free
I feel rips on the last tome you gave me in your home
You had the foresight to hold me back from the gray ghost of Joel
I wanna be your issue
Say 'I do'
Fill his shoes
Match our grave tombs
I wanna be your fix you
But Chris, do you still need to be writing your books now?
You're soil in the end so can't you see?
You are free
But flowers are never meant to be in the creases of your book
You murder me in your diary
See?
I can bleed
But now that you bought your therapy I can see you cross the hall
A loaded gun
I had to give it to you
(A fire lights your nook)
I'm giving love
You had to bullet me through
(I slide inside your books)
I feel rips on the last tome you gave me in your home
You had the foresight to hold me back from the gray ghost of Joel
Your organization is thirteen, but it's cheap
Instead I'll be your sanctuary 'cause your passion pulls me back
I couldn't mask all the men who pretend to be friends while they wish you're leaving
So I'll be sat 'till the end with the wrens who defend I don't read Rob Greene's shit, I know
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You wanted to check out books on me, but they're twee
You hide them inside your library where affection isn't free
I feel rips on the last tome you gave me in your home
You had the foresight to hold me back from the gray ghost of Joel
I wanna be your issue
Say 'I do'
Fill his shoes
Match our grave tombs
I wanna be your fix you
But Chris, do you still need to be writing your books now?
You're soil in the end so can't you see?
You are free
But flowers are never meant to be in the creases of your book
You murder me in your diary
See?
I can bleed
But now that you bought your therapy I can see you cross the hall
A loaded gun
I had to give it to you
(A fire lights your nook)
I'm giving love
You had to bullet me through
(I slide inside your books)
I feel rips on the last tome you gave me in your home
You had the foresight to hold me back from the gray ghost of Joel
Your organization is thirteen, but it's cheap
Instead I'll be your sanctuary 'cause your passion pulls me back
I couldn't mask all the men who pretend to be friends while they wish you're leaving
So I'll be sat 'till the end with the wrens who defend I don't read Rob Greene's shit, I know
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Writer: Joel Blaeser
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Performed By: Henry Blaeser
Language: English
Length: 3:10
Written by: Joel Blaeser
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