Crushing Krisis

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lyrics

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more new drafting! This one sucks more than the last one, though…

i've got a splinter it's a piece of you
and you've got some wishes that will never come true
i won't be your band-aid i won't cover up your wounds
and all of those promises that we made we made them too soon
i've got a splinter it's a piece of you
and all of your wishes, they will never come true
and you're like an anchor 'cause you're holding me down
and i want a tidal wave to sweep me off the ground
i've got a splinter it's a piece of you
and you've got some wishes that will never come true
    you keep telling me that you're so much deeper
   and i'm starting to wonder if you're all i need
i've got a splinter it's a piece of you
and you're stuck under my skin i don't know what to do
and i've got a splinter it's a piece of you
and you've got some wishes but i know they'll never come true

https://crushingkrisis.com/2001/02/2455747/

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super draft version. super. yeah!

i slept on top of the sheets because i didn't trust what would happen
i didn't mind your looming lips but i was worried about your hands
but i knew you'd put me under soon enough - i knew you'd play rough
your intention was as clear as the act that you put up to get me into you
          and who-oa you've got a hold on me
          who-oa you've got a hold on me
          who-oa you've got a hold on me
2am and i am walking to your place wondering if these feelings will last
but either way you've sunk your hooks deep into me
and don't you know they're holding fast
          and who-oa you've got a hold on me
          who-oa you've got a hold on me
          who-oa you've got a hold on me
let's refine this baby let's define this;
make a glossary for what we feel
but a 1,000 words just paints the single picture
of my face close enough to steal your breath
and all i ever wanted was something real - 
someone to listen to all these words of mine
and your ears would be my favourite part of this
except for what is left unheard
          and who-oa you've got a hold on me
          who-oa you've got a hold on me
          who-oa you've got a hold on me
i slept on top of the sheets because i was afraid of what might happen
but now i see i was in trouble when i set foot in your bed

https://crushingkrisis.com/2001/02/2455645/

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A song about love, in 3/4. One strum per beat, one chord per measure, four measures per line. Dm, then C, then Dm again, and so on. It needs something more, though…

love finds a way
and it winds its way
into your heart
that's where it starts
burrows in to you
funny how it chooses
don't know how you fell in
there's so many losers

first sight that you got
hit you like a shot
there's simplicity
in her beauty
you try to hide it
but we all know it's there
don't disguise it
lay your heart out bare

https://crushingkrisis.com/2001/01/2126187/

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Legends of the flesh right here, under my skin. You, in that little black dress, stink of sin. Where am i standing now with this weakest chin? Right next to where we begin. … I said goodbye maybe once or twice when i didn’t really, really mean it. I said “i like you very much,” but i meant something else. I once just lived a solitary existance, resisting advances. But, i’d say it wasn’t the best thing. No, it wasn’t the best thing. … We’re leaving words hanging in our heads: hanging like unstylish clothes and i’ve said just about all that i know how to say with these lips and other things. You can just walk away, ’cause i’ll remember a moment or two we shared, but i think you will remember them too; i think you’ll remember them too. … Legends of this flesh right here, under my skin – where they’ve laid for years. And you in that little black dress stinks of sin and all my other fears. Where am i standing now with this weakest chin? Right next to where we begin, where we’ll begin again – we could begin again. Begin with the sin: and i don’t think i can rearrange this situation, these feelings, we exchange my whole life for just one kiss, and i can’t miss that anymore. Oh no, i can’t miss you anymore ’cause i’m not allowed to, i couldn’t, i shouldn’t, i wouldn’t ever really want to stay away from anything you’ve had to say. And i’ve got you under my skin.

https://crushingkrisis.com/2001/01/1900479/

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ad-libbed during an attempt at trio…

she asked me if i still wrote those songs of mine
as if i had a choice as if that line were ever defined
i said they still come out of my mouth from time to time
and i can't help it if one or two are still about you
about you you oh yeah yeah
if one or two one or two yeah yeah

she said how are you doing with that girl you told me about
and i said i'm not really doing anything here without her
to tell you the truth i never really got over you
i've had nothing else to do
i've had nothing else to do to do
nothing else without you you

she said i think i've found mister right
and i said that's funny you haven't talked to me for a while before tonight
she laughed it off and told me his name, but they're all the same
and all of them are the same
and all of my songs still bare your name
i said baby it's all still the same.

https://crushingkrisis.com/2000/12/1823429/