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If You Make It...
01:57
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Is what we had any different
Than anything you gave up on
If pricks could fly, you'd be a dick
I almost thought we were having fun
To be real
To be completely honest
Be real
Just keeping on on keeping on
You’ll live like royalty
And we'll bow down to you throne
But I won’t move on
I won’t move on
You’ll listen to this song
And remember who I was
Feel some of this not just politics
Sorry that’s the "feelings" talking
We talked some shit, enough of it
Left a shitty taste on both our tongues
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Whats one night awake for you
You sleep all day, to avoid the news
Tune in tonight
A late night exclusive
On how to beat someone
Without leaving bruises
Now you'll see in all its glory
What its like to sleep on tonight’s top story
This funny thing betrayal
We all do it sometimes
Don’t bother with 911
We both know, we want this to die
There’s been a murder/suicide
Calling all cars
There’s a knife in both the victims backs
We can't tell who died first
You can’t believe I made it to bed
I can't believe you think I slept
I could never let you know I’ve been up all night
Burying my heavy’ed head
In pillows that always feel too stiff
And convincing myself, this isn't why I’m so sick
I hope you’re up all night
I hope the feeling in your gut eats you alive
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3. |
052 (Zero Fifty Two)
00:19
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I know what I did, but did I deserve this
If I said anything I’d be a swing just to miss
You look the same as always
But I know your fucking pissed
I can only hope the morning helps it drift
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4. |
Come Clean
03:07
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I wanted to write a song
About everything we've ever done
Every night we laughed too much
Every sentence I kept burning on my tongue
It’s amusing to me,
We laugh about most everything
It’s amusing to you,
That I think it's funny
We've barely done anything at all
For this time apart
Put your headphones on
drown out the culling song
I wanted to write a song
About the ghosts we're afraid to touch
Everytime i turned and coughed
Every sentence i kept burning on my tounge
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5. |
Manchester
02:02
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still felt every step under my feet
The sun was shining, February snow still on the concrete
Streets I will always know
I’ll pour the wine to friends and foes
The headaches, the heartbreak, don't know how much more I can take
I never thought I’d see the day
When I would give everything I love away
When I’m all alone with nothing left
I know it's something I’ll regret
I know there’s something I should have said
If I could go back and say it again,
Well…
I still felt every step under my feet
The roads are paved with broken hearts and shattered dreams
Streets I will always know
I’ll pour the wine to friends and foes
The headaches, the heartbreak, don't know how much more I can take
We can't go back, so live it while it lasts...
I never thought I’d see the day
When I would give everything I love away
When I’m all alone with nothing left
I know it's something I’ll regret
I know it’s something I should’ve said
If I could go back and say it again,
Well…
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6. |
Heart of Hearts
01:39
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This ink bleeds violet excuses
You’re as yellow as your teeth
Did I deserve my own lecture?
Ill get this world as ugly as it needs to be
You are as just as red
Just as scarlet deep
As the heart of hearts
I have beating inside me
Regardless of what
Time forsakes
I will never forget
How I felt this day
If I ever think
Of cutting the noose from your neck
Let this thunder in my head
And have me snap it instead
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7. |
Bees
02:43
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Sometimes I think I’d rather quit so I don't fail and fail again
Jump ship with a smile on my face and the anchor in my hand
Cut ties
And find myself some new friends
And new friendships to ruin
Waste time?
Well, fuck being productive
Sorry to keep you waiting
The more I see
The less and less I sleep
I’d rather be alone
Restless, depressed, and hateful
I like to read the signs as we drive away
I’d rather be disowned
They all pretend that they don’t
Well I hate this fucking town
I’m not doing shit today
Sometimes I think I’d rather die
Take the pussy way out and down (all of the) pills in my medicine cabinet
Time flies
And maggots live in trash cans
I can be such a fucking cynic
Did I ever love a damn thing?
Just in case you were wondering
We're all running away,
Some of us just like to take it slow
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I will never call these days
Something less that what they were
They’ll say we put our lives on hold
They’ll say we're being immature
So what,
We were
With the way those things are going
Problems seem to hunt in packs
I can't stop myself from thinking
One day I will be your past
I can’t stop thinking...
"What’s the point of growing old,
If your stuck being grown up?"
They’ll say our system is joke
They’ll say that happiness isn’t enough
We don’t give a fuck (ya)
I can’t stop thinking of you
I don’t want to be number
I’m content being a kid
I don’t need a finished script
I’m content with my adlib
I can see the inching vultures
I don’t need foreshadowing
I can make my own dreams real
I don’t need to ever wish
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Blockhead (NH) Manchester, New Hampshire
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