Letters to Noelle
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Marked up cardboard boxes fell
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I fell with them
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Crushed like them
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I am
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Letters to Noelle
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Years of waiting, nothing fading
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Emptied out my pen
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Carved the rest into my hand
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Letters to Noelle
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Written from my darkest cell
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Filling up my wishing well
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Waiting on their return
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But the driveway's clear
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You pray for silence
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Step into my quiet violence
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Do you see pictures in my words?
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Standing still, I'm moving faster
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Searching out my next disaster
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You're gonna get what you deserve
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Letters to Noelle
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I see them in a box inside a case
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That she keeps locked up in a place
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I'll never be
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Letters to Noelle
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I emptied out my veins onto a page
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Set to a scream you just can't gauge
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She cannot see what's inside of me
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But the driveway's clear
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You pray for silence
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Step into my quiet violence
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Do you see pictures in my words?
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Standing still, I'm moving faster
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Searching for my next disaster
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You're gonna get what you deserve
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But the driveway's clear
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You pray for silence
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Step into my quiet violence
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She smiles, takin' off her shirt
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Standing still, this world moves faster
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On her back my next disaster
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You're gonna get what you deserve
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But the driveway's clear
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You pray for silence
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Step into my quiet violence
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Do you see pictures in my words?
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Standing still, I'm moving faster
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Searching out my next disaster
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You're gonna get what you deserve
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Letters to Noelle
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Tied on ribbons in my brain
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Obsession don't give way to pain
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I know that now
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I know that now.
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Letters To Noelle
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