Thomas Austin Gorder's Blog (3)

How did I become cliche
Trying not to be the same?
No one likes a sacred cow
Still, I try to be one somehow

How does she believe in me?
I struggle with simplicity
I should have drawn a happy face
I traded her for my new catch phrase

Should I close the open door?

How do I confess my lust?
Am I not too hard to trust?
All of my philosophies
Never have believed in me

I want to be her wedding dress
I want to la… Continue

Come out and play
The night is fresh and full
And we’ve so little time
Steal it from the vine

I’m falling asleep
God wouldn’t punish me
If he knew mortality
Lord, I have to be
While I can

‘Cause I’m a girl on the go
It’s Friday night, I need to be someone else
Shake my hips, I’m go

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Jesus put the mud in my eyes...
Mother said come over tonight...
Wise men never seem to rhyme...
And I had to analyze

Analyze...analyze...
I feel a change is upon me
And I will live through this one, too

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