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This is to the (uh-uh) intertwined
the hands I've been to hold
This is to the (uh-uh) love I lost
and all the thoughts of how I got double-crossed
and this is to the (uh-uh) divorce I was forced to settle
and the remorse I fought off with fists
and this is to the (uh-uh) wet, watery I left you with
on your porch while I watched your lips

is to the... memory of our early years
the girl I shared feelings with
and it's the realest thing I'd experienced in my short
I ain't to admit
cause love is one of the things doesnt come with an age limit
now does it? In fact have to say I'm more keen to feel such things
hopeful dreams I'd lost in a smokescreen of meaningless
Touching touching, candles in the dark
casting shadows on our parents battles, this is for the romantics at
It wasn't too long before I held you then my pen
I wasn't writing songs, it was something like
"Forever and always, those songs play..."
I remember empty
or your image that descended from the top became an echo
I paid the price for those hard things, and afford to let go
From a debt, I'm past regret
Did you I dreamt about you before we met?
our first kiss, it hadn't even happened yet
Recollecting your set, and I ever given the chance to forget
I guess that's the of it
Now rehashed subject's displaying what I wrote
on napkins to the public
to get it over and with, closure hath cometh
My shoulders have plummeted from holding these
Hold laughs till I go back to the tunnels of Paris
where I half of these paragraphs... but fuck it

This is to my ten year story, in another
you better be prepared for me
in the four years, you were all ears
then the six, you left me for the next EX
WENT DEF TO MY MESSAGE
So that began my affair with the abroad
Behind the with the other hurtful girls I explored
Until I became the monster, to the words that I record
me, if you heard it all before
"I didn't shake you to you"
when you landed on the
In a room of naked
I my eyes to cancel what I saw
hand made the first move to the handle of the drawer
where the frail couldn't think to live
"I shake you to hurt you"
I never planned it
I can't off your perfume, can't wash my hands no more
and I'm breaking my curfew, but I walk
I'm at the door, I hear the wailing of a little kid
...and the failure of
His compromise eyeing the side of the kitchen
What'you think, I just let you cut you, cut me-- cut the
Damn, I love the hugs to tolerate
the way we made each crazy, making it so tough to operate productively
my self esteem didn't help when I ugly
and I figured that's the reason why you wouldn't me
My ego does bleed, I let you test it
and let your free to follow through with your domestic slip up
Love is a battlefield so lick shots quick
while I lick my and then resume as an obvious target
Infatuations with the past protect my Heart with
a faded I had in my shirt pocket
I'm out with a bang..
in a of glory holes, the anti-hero
I don't care how many ways the story's
Be careful when these doolies like drums
and watch what you say, because my uzi weighs a tongue..

This is to the evenings that I spent next to grave stones
Hoping someone beyond would grab my arm and take me home
I accepted I'd have to make it alone
after feeding I had into a payphone
and is to the rain..
It felt like it was of spit
My parade was an chain of Gabe's trumpets
Save the buckets even though they weighed my walking
You don't know the height of the steak you your fork in
You look old (that's you said)
I old (that's what I said)
I been a lot since you been gone, dead, born again
to shreads over girls who were porcelain
the cry-baby dolls, when we were to talk again
I stopped accepting calls (that ring true)
I hate the way I fall for you do
Our fate is flawed, that's why I make these songs to sing to you
Musics my only drug
And a pill in human form I'd like to hide under my tongue
Kiss the foot that couldn't fit into the slipper of my
The denizen in your house begging for the of your doubts
When I got kicked out, I played the puppy dog
Loyal to the love alost, by your fucking door in utter disbelief
I sucked all of the off of my teeth
you pulled away, you let me choke on your leash
You can find me these screams behind my eyelids
She me (she blinded me) with silence..
So my air-mail blew her a fairwell kiss
Slinking over the sink, all the hair gel drips
Stairwells dip into her mouth where I found a cycle
and ever since then, I've been on a spiral
this round is final, time to recover
because it's a porch that some choose to die under
the first song was a breakdown, I apologize in two
this version im certain, this shit ain't even you
the threewrite..

Videos

Non-Prophets - The Cure
Non-Prophets - The Cure
The Cure
The Cure
threewrite, with intro and outro. sage francis.
threewrite, with intro and outro. sage francis.
Joe Beats - Damage (Instrumental Non-Prophets)
Joe Beats - Damage (Instrumental Non-Prophets)
Bounce (Live)
Bounce (Live)
Threewrite Remix
Threewrite Remix
Non-Prophets - All Word, No Play (Instrumental)
Non-Prophets - All Word, No Play (Instrumental)
Majority Rule
Majority Rule
Whore Monger
Whore Monger
Threewrite   HD 720p Video Sharing
Threewrite HD 720p Video Sharing
sage francis threewrite remix
sage francis threewrite remix
Sage Francis - Souvenier (w. Alternatives to College)
Sage Francis - Souvenier (w. Alternatives to College)
Inherited Scars
Inherited Scars
Whore Monger Freestyle
Whore Monger Freestyle
Top Tracks - Sage Francis
Top Tracks - Sage Francis
Sage Francis- Come Come Now
Sage Francis- Come Come Now
Cafe Girl/Capaccino
Cafe Girl/Capaccino
Rewrite
Rewrite
Rewrite/50 Ways
Rewrite/50 Ways
Majority Rule
Majority Rule