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jay bennett - fifty cent words كلمات الأغنية

(whew, it’s cold)

the fifty cent words and even more worthless arguments
hearts in sales and no repairs or rents
meddling with your fears and reddening your tears
but with me grabbed so tightly against the cold

your crumbing mansion in our fallen empire
well, i’m slipping far away where you can’t measure me
counting the red flags with hindsight
i’m missing more than a few pages of my memory

’cause i’m hanging the jury, and not the who convicted me
and parting ways with my own company
cheering from the sidelinеs for the superstar to fall
equal and opposite ain’t еqualed or opposite after all

in my dark discovery of your cold and shiny instruments
i thought you promised not to block open skies
counting the abandoned airports littered with rusty implements
and filling in the pages of my memory

not before, maybe never again
well, i ask for a refund on the love and hope i send
i’m taking back the land grants of the borderline, borderline emotions
your wish was my reprimand through it all
and through this famished night without a single breath
we both jumped from different pans out into the same fire
and pull down your posters, and rip up that black dress
and i’ll pretend that you complete the pages of my memory

the giggling sages of gallery number ten
what choice have i been given? you promised not to sing that song again
you’re tipping the scales in your bedroom gaming palace
where the gun spells hope in the land of wedding sales

it’s painfully obvious but it’s gloriously obscured
we each bombed different sites along each and every curve
and on this shortened runway there’s no way to land love gently
i think i finally lost what’s left of my memory

fifty cent words, even more worthless arguments

- jay bennett

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