1. |
Dreams Severe
03:43
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i'm finally figuring out, all of my old doubts
did living some where else and, ruined lives of someone else
i'm drowning with you, we're drowning in a big pool
i think oh my how nice this is to, pretend i'm someone else
i'm finally figuring out, all the books on my shelf
are just the, lies you saw fit to tell me, the lies you saw fit to tell
i read about other lives, i thought we were doing alright
while they're off killing someone else i'm, stilling wishing i was someone else
commit crimes with me, live within these pages
commit crimes with me, live within these walls
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2. |
I Was/We Were
03:54
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when i was nearly 17, i made my friends by strangling
as you gasped for air i felt, that the pain was mutual
flowing from me into you, we lost ourselves and it felt unreal
over in a flash and life fell away
boys will be boys, the teacher would say
swore from that day i'd treat you well, but walls were changing shape and we couldn't make promises in that state
i never apologized for destroying your place
you'll be alright, i think you're ok
but i still remember those nights where you looked dark and sick with hate
i used your last bits of life, to get me away
i walked so far this year, i didn't see you turn your back on me
you were growing there
i walked so far ahead, i didn't see you fall behind
where was i going man?
so take a second, to remember those nights
we grew together then
take a second to think about what we meant
when we said i love you friend
and now that i've grown older since, and everything is going as planned
can't really stand to be with you now, can't even stand to see you now
cause you say you're here, but i swear you've gone away, can we please talk this over, i'm still trying to make things ok
doing fine, even well
doing fine, can't you tell
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3. |
Blue
04:40
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picking up the little pieces
left on the ground
afraid of all the life i'm
missing while i'm bent
down
exhausted near the water
thinking that holds us
now
its nothing but my
fondness for familiar
sounds
meanwhile
empty throats and empty
air
meanwhile
staring back into your glare
can i give myself purpose
can i even every score
is there anything more
worthless than the feeling
of being bored
i'm still picking up sticks
i'm just past the beginning
my life feels like a
collection of all the hitless
extra innings
meanwhile
i'm trying to rebuild myself
but
whats the good of it
wheres the health benefits
easy come, but its hard to
let go so
whats the good of it
wheres the health benefits
taking flight, but theres
nowhere to land so
whats the good of it
wheres the health benefit
meanwhile
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