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Time Just Go Away

by Mitchell Bergeron

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I see it in the way you smile I see the light in your eyes Baby won't you stay for awhile Baby won't you try I know times have changed But I don't care anyway But it seems to me You wanna play like a child Yes it seems You just wanna go wild Oh baby hold me tight when I can't speak It'll be all right you know I'm so weak Maybe there's somewhere Some place Where we can finally stay And drink our blues away I know I'm no model citizen And you know you ain't either But baby It don't matter much to me If I'm a junky you're my dealer I know times have changed But I don't care anyway Cause it's been too long since I've know What I've wanted to do and I got my eye, eye, eyes Open for you I know what you're thinking It's so easy to see It's called taking it slow And baby that shit ain't for me And it's been 2 weeks since I've last seen your lovely face Oh time just go away Oh time just go away Go away Go away
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I feel empty I feel filthy So shitty I hope for the pain Don't you tease me God just please me It's just Another lie Won't you beat me Like a doll Hit me softly All night long All too pretty My beady little eyes Won't you bite into My supple aching thighs I know truths I know lies Ain't no honesty Better than deceit Won't you beat me Like a doll Hit me softly All night long I feel hopeless I feel loved I feel sure I want it rough Won't you beat me Won't you hit me I want to go Straight up the wall Won't you beat me Like a doll Hit me softly All night long
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Steve: I think about eating my sandwich and I think do I want pastrami or pepperoni? You can't really have both but if you do, you know people won't really judge you. You just got to get those Italian meats, you know have an Italian sandwich. And you know usually I'm partial to the pepperoni. I like it on my pizza, I like it on my sandwiches. I like it. I also like the ham. Some provolone cheese. What do you think Mr. Mothballs. Mr. Mothballs: Well I'm Mr. Mothballs and I don't care. Steve: What do you like to eat then, Mr. Mothballs? Mr. Mothballs: I just want some pecan sandy's, You want to taste my pecan sandy's? Steve: No Mr. Mothballs, I don't really care much for pecan Sandy's. I'm still torn between the pepperoni and the pastrami. Mr. Mothballs: Well I don't give a fuck about you. Steve: That's really hurtful Mr. Mothballs. Mr. Mothballs: Oh doctor Mr. Mothballs to you. You wanna taste of my pecan sandy's? Steve: No Mr. Mothballs, I just said no. Mr. Mothballs: Taste my fucking pecan Sandy's! Steve: All right Mr. Mothballs, only if you'll have some of my pepperoni. Tell me if I should have the roni on my sandwich or should I get the pastrami? I do like the ham. Mr. Mothballs: No. Steve: No to which one? Mr. Mothballs: (Chewing noises) Oh this is pretty good Roni. Steve: Yeah I told you (chewing noise) the pepperoni's pretty (chewing noise) good. I think I'm going to go with the roni- Mr. Mothballs: Well let's, let's not rule anything out let's try the pastrami. Steve: All right (chewing noises). The pastrami is pretty good too. Mr. Mothballs: Well, why don't we just splurge and get both. Steve: Oh I didn't even think about that, what about the ham? Mr. Mothballs: Well that's a given. Steve: All right. Yeah I'll take a, an Italian sub with pepperoni, pastrami, and ham. Mr. Mothballs: I will take one as well. Steve: Now you're thinking with your dipstick Mr. Mothballs. Mr. Mothballs: Yes I am (laugh). You wanna taste my pecan sandy now? Steve: No, I still don't like pecan sandy's. Mr. Mothballs: Oh that's okay, they kind of taste like shit.
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There's something in the way she smiles That makes me feel like a loved child Gives me a shoulder to cry on Everyday There's something in the way she flips her hair It makes me smile Cause I know she cares It makes me feel all right It makes me feel okay She's a little slice of heaven cut And served to me in a paper cup And all I know is I want the rest of the pie She's something from a lovely dream And all that reality could ever mean To me, that's all I could ever need Mesmerized me with her eyes When she's not here lonely night But it's all right She comes to me like a dream She's a little slice of heaven cut And served to me in a paper cup And all I know is I want the rest of the pie There's something in the way she smiles Makes me feel like a loved child And I don't need Anything else to say She's a little slice of heaven cut And served to me in a paper cup And all I know is I want the rest of the pie There's something in the way she smiles Makes me feel like a loved child And I don't have Anything else to say
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It's good to start again It's good to feel the mend It's good to see you my friend A new beginning come from an end It's good rise anew From the ashes and fly on through It's good gliding across the sky Feeling so alive It's good to see your face Smiling back at me No glimmer or trace Of anything but glee It's good to see your eyes Lost in the maze of mine Each loose knot tied Just in the knick of time It's grand to know the names Of every single tear dying in the rain It's great to have no shame Watching water fall down your very drain It's time to emancipate All your thoughts originate from hate It's time to move along And sing yourself another victory song It's good to see your face Smiling back at me No glimmer or trace Of anything but glee It's good to see your eyes Lost in the maze of mine Each loose knot tied Just in the knick of time
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I got your number Written on my arm Ain't no use in trying Resisting all of your charms Ain't no denying, We've known from the start, You've got your name All over my heart. I got your number Written on my arm Ain't no use in trying Resisting all of your charms Ain't no denying, We've known from the start, You've got your name All over my heart. Baby it's something we Don't really even need to say It's something that you know Deep inside your eyes that play. Will you let me hold your hand? Follow you far and wide across the land? Is it something we even need to say? Baby you know I won't go home Without you by my side. It's all alright It's all okay, Baby.

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released December 17, 2014

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