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lirik lagu a goodnight story – s.t.i.c.s

i never liked the equation of relationships ending
the aftermath was nothing i actually thought i would pass
you see
exams in life never seemed to end, my end was written before my beginning so at an early age i had already  accepted what was written…

she used to smile at me once upon a time
when the fairy tales were read to her inner child, until ‘that’ day came…
the day that would change how i saw her

letters were written, just like a movie, notebooks were written
time glasses had evolved to watches that couldn’t stop ticking, thinking
her biological clock was ticking so loud i learnt to write rhymes to its pace
middle eastern poultry had me nibbling on the thought
she wanted this, i had that

she was passionate about kids, i liked the sound of tracks, the facts was still the same, a warning is not a warning if it isn’t understood
but i did ask, “have u ever dated a musician before?’ she smiled and said ‘no’ as i saw my dreams crash, flash lights got me dizzy for what was to come, confusion over why i was doing me, trying to balance doing me, check check no balance i couldn’t see

fell into a well, where wishes were buried about peace and common understanding, being on the same level wasn’t really happening. she kind of thought pretty high of me while i was kind of like in a transit, waiting, waiting for ‘that day’ to come when her patience would speak the inner truth that i was longing to hear

she cornered me in a soundproof room, indirectly asking if i was running away from commitment
i denied…she was fine… i wouldn’t mind… but when friends asked me if she was the nemo i was trying to find, my, face would turn like when a child is forced to eat lime

the sour truth stepped forward
i took two steps back, back into the vortex to an era where i wasn’t understood to being that complex
don’t believe in love, and nor did she, she just wanted to please her creator suffering from moral weakness

but i, saw past the double meaning stuck as well staring into her features
chingy eyes admired to criticize, she liked my friday wear, i told her don’t let outer appearances such as fabric fabricate your perspective about me
i am not your average

as the tasbih beads were pulled, she’d compliment what she thought should be common sense, i looked and acted like i was the needle in the haystack
but to find that needle i had to burn the hay * and bridges

fell right into the river where my tears had cried * dried and been pushed to the side * my, confused face would lie * on pillows catching me on the phone minding my own mind

a, kilo of thoughts raised the heat to fahrenheit, i, wanted to lower my gaze as the thought of u walked by my mind, me, not being able to spend some more time on you…made me feel like a c*ckroach, not because i’m small, and black and the sound i make makes people stop in doubt
but because i know the secret to surviving atomic bombs

marshall*law would be introduced on my island of utopia where you and i would chill on the sandbank watching the horizon… and as to being a mortal * calm, bats fly and use sound waves to keep them from bouncing off of walls

i try to stay sane, use sound waves to express how i can loathe a situation, hate over frustration, despise a characteristic that can fade a person’s mental motivation
a goodnight story became a goodnight
her goodnight story made my good pen write
some people count sheep to fall asleep, i just fall asleep due to repetitive dreams that were too cheap

good night

- s t i c s

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