Testo Life as a movie ii Joe Yoga

Life as a movie ii

It could be two days ago
It could be today you know
It could be two years from now or never

Standing on the same romantic curb
Yes I hear you what the hell's the word
I'm still here apart but I feel better

yes i know this is not a game
but ink keeps leaking through the page
my wrists smile in joy but I've upset her

she says I don't say it anymore
i ain't sharp and i ain't hardcore
I said that I could do this forever

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but she said "That's from a movie
Everything's from a movie
and there's nothing to live for"

she said "I seen that movie
and I know you seen that movie
but there's nothing to live for"

I want a place that drives for weeks
as sullen as your tear-kissed cheeks
I'm not sure it's for me that you're after

I remember stoned in buffalo
canceled flights to her Chicago
demonstrating what I couldn't ask her

so lean the curb over and slowly do
see my footprints seven years from you
one hundred and forty miles and so many hands

so hand me down, hand me my blindfold
hand me my last request
and hand me my cigarettes

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i guessed due west from the sound of it
phonecard smile hanging round a bit
i have pleased others to let me sell out

what was that I whined about
passed and drunk out on a stranger's couch
clear from meditating on a blackout

but it could be six years from then
it could be last week all over again
it could be my fault it could just be best

but i can't judge the distance from the curb
I'll close my eyes take you at your word
all that I want now is all that is left

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