

I'm always on the outsideI'm always on the outside Hell sometimes I don't know if you noitce I'm there Yet I'm always to talk to Always here for youI'm always on the outside
I tried to get over my feelings once, I locked them away For what I thought would be forever But then you kissed me
My mind is like a series of doors Some open, some locked up tight. That kiss was the key and it stuck in the lock And I can't shut it away again
I love you so much Christ I wish I was able to say that But you're with someone else that you love And it would be wrong of me to destroy that  


A MusicianThere are two types of people in this world. One type listen to a tune on the radio, from a CD, or on the television, tap their feet to that tune, get up and dance to the rhythm or simple turn it off, whether it is for the purpose of not liking it, or in need of a moments silence; then there are people who listen to that tune. People who listen to the changes in the tempo, changes to the key and melody, chords, bass lines, people who try to discern the instruments being played, how there are being played and in what style, ultimately playing that tune themselves. They practise hours on end, refining their technique, learning scales, breA Musician
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