Danced Holes In My Old School Chucks

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Danced holes in my old school chucks
Stepped around your beloved Tiffany lamp
My slouch-fit jeans ripped open tonight
Killed the man who called my sister a tramp
Do you remember when we were young
We were so dumb to think that high
Every dream broken with the vintage neon
We never did get off the ground to fly
Long ago poured out all that dusty scotch
I had to throw out those rose-coloured glasses
I see life so differently in these fresh days
No longer writing for myself & the drunken masses

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Revealing Our Secrets

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Revealing our secrets
Like what’s between the cushions
The skeletons come dancin’
Down in the groove: straight ambushin’
Shaking’ their bones in colorful Chucks
With nothin’ to hide in the light of the moon
Stripped of clothing & pretense; we’re all exposed
Together truthfully, finally singin’ the same sweet tune

I’m Working On A Deliberate Sound

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I’m working on a deliberate sound

Tracking a feeling I’ve never found

Filtering & distilling a final abstract

Like passion was some sort of artifact

They’re still searching for their good luck

Let us dance holes in our old school Chucks

No need to worry about their errant thoughts

Let me strip naked – for I’m kinda hot

The beat down to your toes

Secrets of my soul, I’ll cautiously expose