Julie Smith Biography

Crying in the pallid night
Crying in a dreary sleep
Crying torrid shades of ember
For the washed out faded days
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As I sit here, shaking from the walk, but definite
My fingers smelling of smoke and myself
I don't need anyone else
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Hear the clocks ticking, from dusk 'til night
The time is running, will it be on my side?
When the clock strikes nine I will be just fine
Because this is the time that you will be mine
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Beautiful, sexy, pretty
All the compliments in the world
Make me feel good
But what is their worth
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Victory, why are you feeling so blue?
Because I won't be heard by the Gods I pray to
Great Jupiter, listen
Your Psyche is calling
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