A basement full of wine that you can no longer drink Your head is full of thoughts you don’t allow yourself to think The cupboard’s full of canned fruit vegetables and meat Everything is damaged goods like sour grapes gone sweet Drawers full of letters...
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A basement full of wine that you can no longer drink Your head is full of thoughts you don’t allow yourself to think The cupboard’s full of canned fruit vegetables and meat Everything is damaged goods like sour grapes gone sweet Drawers full of letters overdue to be sent Stamps no longer valid and words no longer meant you saved them for a rainy day, you waited for too long you thought that saving memories was the thing that made me strong Archaic, like the autumn leaves on the street and everything is obsolete like the morning dew beneath your feet The wardrobe is bursting at the seams with clothes you do not wear a struggle to get your life fixed but a part of you doesn’t care You feel you have done everything so right but now it seems all wrong you played so damn hard that someone has turned it into a song But the years are filling out with the chances you don’t take your heart is pounding and you cannot stand the ache Archaic, like the autumn leaves on the street and everything obs
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