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Binge Queen

by Richard

−0.1747 + 0.4270i

Drawing the boundary…

When to sad Music silent you listen

by Thomas Moore

−0.1995 + 0.4035i

Drawing the boundary…

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Binge Queen

by Richard

Woke up with glitter in my hair, phone on the floor
Empty pizza boxes, what am I living for?
Another weekend lost, a blurry memory maze
Guess moderation's just a word from bygone days

Call me Queen of Excess, champion of the splurge
Got a one-track mind, gotta feed the urge
Ice cream for breakfast, dancing 'til the dawn
Living life in fast-forward, can't hit the pause button

Binge on laughter, binge on tears, binge on everything in sight
Yeah, I'm a binger, baby, living life on overdrive
Got a million feelings, gotta feel them all at once
Maybe it's a problem, but I'm having way too much fun

Got a closet full of clothes, haven't worn them twice
Books on the shelf, unread stories and advice
But tonight's a dance party, a one-woman show
Let the music take control, let the good times flow

Call me Queen of Excess, champion of the splurge
Got a one-track mind, gotta feed the urge
Sparkling wine for lunch, karaoke 'til I'm hoarse
Living life in technicolor, can't ignore the force

Binge on laughter, binge on tears, binge on everything in sight
Yeah, I'm a binger, baby, living life on overdrive
Got a million feelings, gotta feel them all at once
Maybe it's a problem, but I'm burning way too bright

Maybe someday I'll slow down, take a breath and see
But for now, I'm chasing rainbows, wild and fancy free

Binge on life, binge on love, yeah, I'm a binger, that's enough

When to sad Music silent you listen

by Thomas Moore

When to sad Music silent you listen,
And tears on those eyelids tremble like dew,
Oh, then there dwells in those eyes as they glisten
A sweet holy charm that mirth never knew.
But when some lively strain resounding
Lights up the sunshine of joy on that brow,
Then the young reindeer o'er the hills bounding
Was ne'er in its mirth so graceful as thou.

When on the skies at midnight thou gazest.
A lustre so pure thy features then wear,
That, when to some star that bright eye thou raisest,
We feel 'tis thy home thou'rt looking for there.
But when the word for the gay dance is given,
So buoyant thy spirit, so heartfelt thy mirth,
Oh then we exclaim, "Ne'er leave earth for heaven,
"But linger still here, to make heaven of earth."

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