Gone (feat. Scarlet Monk)

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Tom Swifty

A Tom Swifty (or Tom Swiftie) is a phrase in which a quoted sentence is linked by a pun to the manner in which it is attributed. Tom Swifties may be considered a type of wellerism. The standard syntax is for the quoted sentence to be first, followed by the description of the act of speaking. The hypothetical speaker is usually, by convention, called "Tom" (or "he" or "she"). more »

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Pushin pain back, he walks train tracks and waits for the best to get better 
He don't believe in laws, but he's obsessed with letters 
He tested better than most, but fell off in school 
Incensed, unfettered by hosts who led off with rules 
That he couldn't obey, failure prolonged his stay 
Until he fell, to hell with it is all he could say 
Let's call it a day, he's fallen away from where his moms stay 
His first taste of nothin left to lose, like the song say 
And he's waiting for fading talents making way for nascent statements 
Saving face and breaking stakes to stay above his station 
And he's racing, tracing lazy footprints in the sand 
Saving paper, chasing favors, trying to not be like his dad 
And he's facing past mistakes he made when things were sacred 
But he's lost his way to stay within the safety of his nature 
So he wavers, contemplates and takes a brand-new savior 
Paints his brain with H and hates and breaks to sublimate his hatred 
And he's gone 

Gone, baby, gone 
So gone, baby, gone 
Excuse me 
Do I know you 
Thought I knew you 
Looking through you 
Now you're gone 
Gone, baby, gone 

All the faces look the same
And I can't recall your name
All the faces look the same
And I can't recall 
All the faces look the same
And I can't recall your name
All the faces look the same
And I can't recall 

When she met him there was so much life inside him 
Made her feel like she could envision a life beside him 
From life's madness he tried to find an asylum 
By diving inside the most beautiful mind he could find and 
She reciprocated, hoping she could change him 
But ultimately knowing they were both of a different nature 
Opposites attract, but that attraction can fade 
In his passion he made some mistakes, but he thought he'd fix it later 
She was a morning person, a go-getter 
Told her he could make a lunch date at noon, she knows better 
An hour late's more what she got accustomed to 
And tempers are combustible when faced with forever 
But she's grateful for the little things, like when they had heat in the winter 
Or when she didn't see roaches while she's eatin her dinner 
Hard livin, but they had each other then 
Now he tries to reach her and the sign reads: Gone Fishin 
But she gave him his chance, it was a long audition 
Over time, started feelin like he'd lost his ambition 
Both such artists, once lovers at dawn 
Each thinkin what they'd write about the other when the other was gone 

Gone, baby, gone 
So gone, baby, gone 
So gone

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