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This is to the (uh-uh) intertwined
the hands I've trying 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 with
and the remorse I fought off metal fists
and this is to the (uh-uh) wet, watery I left you with
on your porch while I watched your trembling

This is to the... memory of our years
the first girl I feelings with
and it's the realest I'd experienced in my short existence
I ain't to admit
cause is one of the things that doesnt come with an age limit
now does it? In fact I'ma have to say I'm more keen to such things
hopeful dreams I'd lost in a smokescreen of meaningless
Touching without touching, in the dark
casting shadows on our parents battles, this is for the romantics at
It wasn't too long before I you more then my pen
when I wasn't songs, it was something like
"Forever and always, whenever those play..."
I empty hallways
or your image that descended from the top became an echo
I paid the for those hard things, and couldn't afford to let go
From a debt, I'm past regret
Did you know I dreamt about you we met?
our first kiss, it hadn't even happened yet
Recollecting set, and I wasn't ever given the chance to forget
I guess the magic of it
Now every rehashed subject's displaying what I
on napkins to the public
to get it and done with, closure hath cometh
My shoulders have from holding these buckets
your laughs till I go back to the tunnels of Paris
where I wrote of these paragraphs... but fuck it

This is to my ten year story, in decade
you be better prepared for me
in the four years, you were all ears
then the next six, you left me for the EX
THEN WENT DEF TO MY
So that began my with the world abroad
Behind the with the other hurtful girls I explored
Until I became the monster, turning to the words that I
Pardon me, if you heard it all
"I didn't you to hurt you"
you landed on the floor
In a room of naked
I closed my to cancel what I saw
Your hand made the first move to the handle of the
where the frail girl couldn't to live
"I shake you to hurt you"
I never planned it
I can't shake off perfume, can't wash my hands no more
and I'm breaking my curfew, but I can't
I'm standing at the door, I hear the of a little kid
...and the failure of
His compromise eyeing the side of the sink
What'you think, I just let you cut you, cut cut the bullshit
Damn, I love the hugs enough to
the way we made each other crazy, 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 arms free to follow through with domestic slip up
Love is a battlefield so lick your shots
while I lick my wounds and then resume as an obvious
Infatuations with the past protect my Purple with
a faded picture I had in my pocket
I'm going out a bang..
in a blaze of glory holes, the
I care how many ways the story's told
Be careful when these doolies like drums
and watch what you say, because my uzi weighs a tongue..

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