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story_of_crushed_velvet
She I remember when
I was told of story of crushed velvet candle wax and dried up flowers.
The figure on the bed
all dressed up in roses
calling beckoning to sleep
offering a dream.

The words were as mystical as purring animals.
The circle of rage
the ghosts on the stage appeared.
The time was so tangible
I'll never let it go.
Ghost stories handed down
reached secret tunnels below.

No one could see me.
I fell into yesterday
Our dreams seemed not far away.
I want to
I want to
I want to stay.
I fell into fantasy.

The words were as mystical as purring animals.
The circle of rage
the ghosts on the stage appeared.
The time was so tangible
I'll never let it go.
Ghost stories handed down
reached secret tunnels below.

The girl on the wall always waited for me
and she was always smiling.
The teenage death boys
the teenage death girls..
and everyone was dancing.
Nothing could touch us then
no one could change us then
and everyone was dancing.
Nothing could hurt us then
no one could see us then
and everyone was dancing.
Everyone was dancing.
No one could see me.

I fell into yesterday.
Our dreams seemed not far away.
I want to
I want to
I want to stay.
I fell into fantasy.

Our dreams seemed not far away.
Our dreams seemed not far away.
Our dreams seemed not far away.

I fell into fantasy....
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frAnk very nice.
("as mystical as purring animals...")
well done.
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AFI so let's credit the band, mmmkay? 021127
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a fan of davey havok AFI,
"days of phoenix"
2000/2001 Nitro Records
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She Yes, I'm sorry. Those are not my words. All credit goes 100% to AFI. 021128