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Date Posted: 09:20:52 04/13/11 Wed
Author: Vincent Callahan
Subject: Crashlander

The crashlander suffocates in his mad grammar
Ants move satellites with a flick of an antennae
Skinny jeans and a bandana now he's uber-cool
Became a certified sinner, acted a fool in school
Too sexy for his shirt showing off the body art
No telling what evil lurks in that ungodly heart

The forest nymph taught to nurture and grow
Succumbing to the windstorm of personal woe
So y'know, she let go, threw caution to the same wind
Pretending to give a fuck she laid back and gave in
Hoping they could remain friends, wasn't that easy
Blessed with a silver-tongue, wasn't that hard to believe me

In a maze we built a living room with a coffee table
sick of society's B.S., refusing to assume a label
In the wilderness of Love, a gypsy in paradise
Regret's a thick scar they'll share for life

Took that airplane to a mechanic
Sacrificed his life-savings to fill the tank and vanish
Dammit, and after all I did for you
Silenced a dream, lived a lie, had a kid FOR YOU
On the otherside of the Hell you put me through
Staring with tunnel-vision feeling homesick
A dirty, atomic dog in need of someone to pick a bone with

{In a maze we built a living room with a coffee table
sick of society's B.S., refusing to assume a label
In the wilderness of Love, a gypsy in paradise
Regret's a thick scar they'll share for life}

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