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A Hundred Years

de Ely Oaks

Shoot off your mouth like a roman candle.
Hotter than hell you’re too much to handle.
You’ve taken this too far,
And now you’re shooting your own star.

I’m saying goodbye like an ocean waving.
Running away from my constant cravings.
You’ve taken me this far,
So now I’ll lick my wounds and disarm you.

“Hey Boy” you say
“This is the last time you'll get away,
You know you’ll make it up to me for this,
You’ll have to make it up to me.”

“So you stay where you lay,
This is the last time you’ll get your way
You know you’ll make it up to me for this,
You’ll be alone again and you’ll regret we ever kissed.”

Blowing your smoke like a chimney steaming.
Hot air balloon out of fuel you’re screaming.
You’re too far off the ground,
You can’t see the sky for the clouds.

I’m stalking myself like a wolf who’s wearing,
A sheepish disguise calling bloody Mary.
I’m too far to be gone,
And I’m so sick of holding on.

You’ll never be happy again.

What’s the difference if I’m coming home tomorrow or if I’m coming home today?
I’m not coming home to stay anyway.
What’s the difference if I’m seeing her tomorrow? I’m still seeing her today.
I’ll be making up excuses either way.
There comes a point when you don’t even have regrets,
It’s only things you haven’t done,
MIstakes you haven’t had the chance to make.
What’s the difference if I’m killing time tomorrow,
I’m still killing time today.
At least I’ll take my time, I’ll survive another day.

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