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Consumed by my thoughts 
Late in the evening

Heart's beating so loud
That I thought you might hear it

The rain and the lights
They made your eyes

not where you belong 
So help me sing this song 
Cause I've been alone too long
Wanna know where we belong 
Where we belong

Late in the evening, I lost

the way till the evening
Not a starboy but
I still fuck on a weekend
Yeah

Many late nights
I questioned my faith
Yeah
When I'm not a sober
I always run

I just spent an unusual evening
At a banquet that still won't digest
Watching this years high school heroes
Get awarded for what they do best

your head
Where you can just sit in bed all day
And rent cheap movies by the hour
Playing snakes and ladders with your own emotions
Everybody loves you

my kitty died late last year

I’m back to promising friends
That I never spend
My evenings alone writing 
Letters I never send

[CHORUS]
You are buried

speed
Emerging from the treeline
Experts in their ways to kill
Made by their own design
Stronger than their enemies
Lunging from the ground
Sinking teeth

on me
Said you want a bag, I keep a Birkin on me
Oh, I need your love and it's a burden on me
You live in my head, I tried to say I'm sorry
Too late for

building me up
All we ever do is learning how to forget

One evening in late September
I'll be packing up my bags
Then I'll go somewhere away from here

Late out of bed again
Too much time with the glass
Maybe there's something on there that can make me happy?
You'd think I'd have found it by now

evening they heard them fall
In a daze he woke up after a late night
On the screen the news seemed so far away
He cracked a joke he did not know
Then he

Late out of bed again
Too much time with the glass
Maybe there's something on there that can make me happy?
You'd think I'd have found it by now

My brother and I took an evening walk
By the banks where the Hiwassee  flows
Where the water rolls over the rounded rocks
And the wild trout lily

I came
To 22nd on the evening train
You played
In the basement your brother's mixtape
We lied
With our fingers at our sides
Contract
Why didn't you

you home I please you and you please me
Don't answer the phone late at night in the evening
I'm probably sleeping or making a beat
I'm singing a song

This is how I got here singing to you
Every evening we'd lose our clothes like a couple of teenage ghosts
In the glow of some shitty late-night talk

don't, I go home
I don't even think about the way that you
Used to tell me all about your dreams
And staying up late to watch evening TV
When your folks

onto everything and nothing at all

Mornings spent sleeping in
Evenings are creeping in
Load our back packs up
With Mom and Dad's beer
At lakes skinny

I wake up late in the evening
I wake up, three years of sleeping
I'm still tired
And sick of waiting for
My self to come around

I wake up

It's September in New York City
Days shorten and their balmy evenings
Populate piano-bars with jaded journalists
Wordsmiths of world-weary wisdom

John Is Dead (In Memory Of John Lennon)

New York City, it´s December the eighth.
A monday evening. Santa Claus, he´s quite late.
And Christmas time

it come
I won't look back at yesterday
Let all my fears and mistakes fade
Thank you for the new day
Thank you for the new day
Late in the evening, moon

roars through the evening
Gets right up in my face
Won't let me settle to dream
Bares his teeth, shakes his mane
Turns all my logic to puzzles
Turns all

a Phillie
Not a killer by nature
But dare you to push me
Might make da news
Today if ya looking
Noon, evening, or late night briefing
At large hell naw
I'm