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If Looks Could Kill, Staring Would Be My Profession

Created on 2007-04-24 04:59:55 (#12798059), last updated 2009-02-10

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Name:	J.T. Kempis
Birthdate:	01-04
Location:	Los Angeles, California, United States

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I am heaven sent, don't you dare forget
I am all you've ever wanted,
What all the other boys all promised
Sorry I told I just needed you to know
I think in decimals and dollars
I am the cause to all your problems,
Shelter from cold we are never alone
Coordinate brain and mouth
Then ask me what's it like to have myself so figured out
I wish I knew...

I hope this song starts a craze
The kind of song that ignites the airwaves
The kind of song that makes people glad to be where they are,
With whoever they're there with
This is war
Every line is about who I don't wanna write about anymore
Hope you come down with something they can't diagnose,
Don't have the cure for
Holding on to your grudge
Oh it's so hard to have someone to love
And keeping quiet is hard
'Cause you can't keep a secret
If it never was a secret to start
At least pretend you didn't wanna get caught...

We're concentrating on falling apart
We were contenders, we're throwing the fight
I just wanna believe, I just wanna believe,
I just wanna believe in us

We're so controversial
We are entirely smooth
We admit to the truth,
We are the best at what we do
And these are the words you wish you wrote down
This is the way you wish your voice sounds,
Handsome and smart
Oh my tongue's the only muscle on my body
That works harder than my heart
And it's all from watching TV,
And from speeding up my breathing
Wouldn't stop if I could
Oh it hurts to be this good
You're holding on to your grudge
Oh it hurts to always have to be honest
With the one that you love
Oh, so let it go...

We're concentrating on falling apart
We were contenders, we're throwing the fight
I just wanna believe, I just wanna believe,
I just wanna believe...

We're concentrating on falling apart
We were contenders, we're throwing the fight
I just wanna believe, I just wanna believe,
I just wanna believe in us

This is the grace that only we can bestow
This is the price you pay for loss of control
This is the break in the bend,
This is the closest of calls
This is the reason you're alone,
This is the rise and the fall

We're concentrating on falling apart
We were contenders, we're throwing the fight
I just wanna believe, I just wanna believe,
I just wanna believe...

We're concentrating on falling apart
We were contenders, we're throwing the fight
I just wanna believe, I just wanna believe,
I just wanna believe in us
-Okay I Believe You, But My Tommy Gun Don't
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