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Burnout
06:01
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i cant look at you the same hold me tonight dont speak
walk the street with me scrape your heels
are you satisfied or are you less than content
come back when you care that wont happen
you cant fuck it up again
i will laugh at the way you laugh
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2. |
Spectral Me (Especially)
01:37
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im already gone now youre nowhere to be found
no matter what i say i still miss that sound
you're not lost you're where you need to be
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Dour
04:58
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my tongue on fire
call me what you will
as it appears you are
useless comments tasteless
you can have it free
pack my things
learning to scream
its a useful thought
i wear my jeans
93 degrees
why should i care
what is it to you
oh life in the gutter
open your mind
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Brown Belt Black Shoes
05:20
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i've been thinking of what to collect
oh whimsy
hold my hand as we walk to the wrong side of the white sox stadium
police tape is in my stride
oh naive
grass for concrete is a big step at least for me
every face around you is trying to fuck you over
i never saw you standing two feet away
i gave you a book of my bad poetry
oh nervous
and you wrote in big letters in red pen its not for me
every face around you is trying to fuck you over
i never saw you standing two feet away
ran for hours to catch the eye
oh wasteful
my hands raw and bleeding
but whats it for
every face around you is trying to fuck you over
i never saw you standing two feet away
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Inferior/Superior
03:49
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waiting watching all the people pass by what do you do
fighting scratching clawing all the things just to get ahead of you
it looks like being inferior is just enough
putting everything in just to have someone call the bluff
creeping stalking sulking making sure that im not seen
the unattainable cant even be reached in my dreams
patience slipping gripping everything holding it back
hoping willing winning all thats lost taking it back
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6. |
Canvas Scars
04:58
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running on cobblestone
looking at my knees now
i broke my wrists
now i just feel unstable
every morning i broke my legs and afternoon my arms
and i wondered what our birthdays would have been like if you stayed
today was easily the castle not to love
An eye makes the shortest understand
in just a better version of right now
In some kind of more creative way
show me your canvas scars
the backs of my hands behind my ears
when your voice lies in your mouth
your skin still sits on the seat
on repeat
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7. |
Kicking Rocks At The
03:27
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i saw my breath and it was June
so many sides times split in to two
i'd kill myself for overcast
and never forget that
it couldn't have been artificial it could have been essential
because of it with my own two dead hands
i am empty
i am lifted
and i am unaware of
how was the spring i said
so expecting an answer
I made up what i thought was right according to reason
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8. |
One Up
05:29
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i walked into his house and nothing felt untouched
the shower was still warm and the tv screen still wet
your parents slept downstairs under a dirty napkin they carved out in the spring
as it all fell to a close they hadn’t heard us growing old or getting tired of things
it never made sense
the loss had might as well be a gain
offended by attraction
inching closer and closer and closer with crossed eyes
why must you wait
so after all of it this is what I’m thinking
one: everything looked OK from a distance
there was never a concrete half-way point
a drop off
the summer we decided everything from a coin flip
wasn’t all that much easier
why must you wait
your temperament is thrown away
i'll pick you up some other day
and with all else aside
no one sees you when you hide
going off the path off the side
you put in four i'll put in five
drill a hole in the bottom of your cup
the last time to be one upped
the balloons brought me down
and I thought i’d feel much bigger
walking towards what we could have shrined
i knew better than to take your advice after you had gnawed and gnawed and gnawed and not forgotten
you are talking at an overwhelming rate
and now i know why i can’t find the blood
why must you wait
your temperament is thrown away
i'll pick you up some other day
and with all else aside
no one sees you when you hide
going off the path off the side
you put in four i'll put in five
drill a hole in the bottom of your cup
the last time to be one upped
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