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Turn around time goes on

The place where I stand gives way to liquid lino
Underneath the weeping willow lies a weeping wino
The place where I stand gives way to liquid lino
Underneath the weeping willow lies a weeping wino
Don’t mind the crowds
Search for the spaces
Turn around time goes on (Turn around time’s gone)
A day to day basis (Take ten paces)
Been up ahead
Can’t made head or tail of it
I drink till I’m drunk
And I smoke till I’m senseless
See you black and white
Feel in slow motion
I drown myself in sorrow
Until I wake up tomorrow
The illusion of confusion is not from where I am sat
Different recycles resemble me
Different levels of the devils company.

They lead us outside, take us out quietly
To the cage through the bars
You see scars: results of my rage
The place where I stand gives way to liquid lino
Underneath the weeping willow lies a weeping whino
The place where I stand gives way to liquid lino
Underneath the weeping willow lies a weeping whino
The mind’s a crowd, search for the the spaces
And turn around time’s gone, I take ten paces.
Been up ahead – can’t make head or tale of it
I drink till I’m drunk, and I smoke till I’m senseless.
You see in black and white, feel in slow motion,
I drown myself in sorrow, until I wake up tomorrow
(The illusion of, until I wake up)

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Let Me In

Yeah, all those stars drip down like butter,
Promises are sweet,
We hold out our pans, lift our hands to catch them
We eat them up, drink them up, up, up, up
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Head up, love

She’ll lie and steal, and cheat, and beg you from her knees
Make you think she means it this time
She’ll tear a hole in you, the one you can’t repair
But I still love her, I don’t really care

When we were young, oh, oh, we did enough
When it got cold, ooh, ooh, we bundled up
I can’t be told, ah, ah, it can’t be done

It’s better to feel pain, than nothing at all
The opposite of love’s indifference
So pay attention now, I’m standing on your porch screaming out
And I won’t leave until you come downstairs

So keep your head up, keep your love
Keep your head up, my love [x2]
Keep your head up, keep your love

And I don’t blame you dear for running like you did all these years
I would do the same, you’d best believe
And the highway signs say we’re close but I don’t read those things anymore
I never trusted my own eyes

When we were young oh, oh, we did enough
When it got cold, ooh, ooh we bundled up
I can’t be told, ah, ah, it can’t be done

So keep your head up, keep your love
Keep your head up, my love [x2]
Keep your head up, keep your love
Head up, love
Head up, love
Head up, love
Head up, love

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Anna Paquin’s Interview with a Vampire

King: “Are you a non-practicing bisexual?”

Paquin: “Well, I am married to my husband and we are happily, monogamously married.”

King: “But you were bisexual?”

Paquin: “Well, I don’t think it’s a past-tense thing.”

Larry King: “No?”

Paquin: “No. Are you still straight if you are with somebody, and — if you were to break up with them or if they were to die, it doesn’t prevent your sexuality from existing. It doesn’t really work like that.”