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Too Late
02:03
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1 AM, the clouds are gone, my door won't lock, I'm still trapped in here.
And laying makes no sense when all my dreams of hope have collapsed this year.
Another stub falls to the ground, the dust floats down so easily,
If these walls hold 'til tomorrow, another day won't bring me down.
Quit what you're doing to survive, you're ruining my life; permanently blind.
The force in which you operate has no ability to commiserate, your pulse is dry, we'll never know why.
4 AM, your room fills with smoke, it's too damn late, throw up 'til i choke.
The mess you've made now calibrates a brand new smell to celebrate.
A new crack forms, straight down to the floor, your chair bows down, opens from the core.
Fragments of a shattered wall uncover casualties.
Quit what you're doing to survive, you're ruining my life; permanently blind.
The force in which you operate has no ability to commiserate, your pulse is dry, we'll never know why.
No more hate, no more lies; get the fuck out of our lives.
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2. |
Wait Outside
02:03
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I left my jacket on the bathroom door. Yeah, I'm still here, can't get off the floor.
Such a shame to be stuck like this, we play this game and it ends this way.
Fill my hands with my dignity, it left last night, so I'm making up for the last time,
No one seems to mind, while I quickly race to the other side.
I know it's cold, but could you please just wait outside?
There's so much of me I don't want you to see, for the rest of our lives.
This night's almost over, just hang out in the corner, and we'll go home
Soon as you find out where I've lost my keys, I bet they're thrown out with the
Rest of my pride that you've swallowed inside, it's forced me to rise. My mouth's never filled up so easily.
I know it's cold, but could you please just wait outside?
There's so much of me I don't want you to see, for the rest of our lives.
This night's almost over, I'm not getting sober, so try not to move.
I know it's cold, but could you please just wait outside?
There's so much of me I don't want you to see, of the rest of this night's
Almost over, just hang out in the corner, and we'll be home soon.
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3. |
Afterthought
01:42
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So am I sitting both legs bare, something stuffed inside my head?
Promise there's no need to stare, please don't take me seriously.
Everyone must know me better than I know myself.
A simple thought to show the same page we're not born unto.
Unfold my arms, uncross my eyes. Can you hear me right this time?
Promise I'm not telling lies, this is wearing down what's mine.
Everyone must know me better than I know myself.
A simple thought to show the difference between me and you.
(Unfold my arms, uncross my eyes. Does my hair look good tonight?
Yeah that one cold december night, oops I did it right this time.)
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4. |
Hoarding Friends
03:38
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All these so called best days
I think my minds already been beat
Four closed walls and yet no sleep
Every single night
This same routine keeps me awake
Driving your insanity
All these so called best days
Am i living to open minded
With my eyes closed, and my hands on them
Almost every night
I'm losing sleep, like you could care
These long hours always felt, so
I thought I made it clear your existence
Was a mere misunderstanding
I'm coping with this hell, these lights won't let me tell
If you would ask a second time
I'd throw that door back in your face
This long last year can't be erased
All these fucking worst days
Feels like I'm living in a dream
Please wake me up before I leave
All that you can say is
You never asked that you would care
Just give in, we'll never tell
I thought I made it clear your existence
Was a mere misunderstanding
I'm coping with this hell, these lights won't let me tell
If you would ask a second time
I'd throw that door back in your face
This long last year can't be erased
But I will not be here since you left me
I guess there's better things out there
But I will not be back, I'd rather not be
Hope you won't be here next year
But I will not be here since you left me
I guess there's better things out there
But I will not be back, I'd rather not be
Hope it gets better next year
But I have not be here since you left me (I'll never see you again)
I guess there's better things out there
But I will not be back, I'd rather not be (I swear I hate this place)
Hope I don't see you next year
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5. |
On Common Denominators
02:31
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I am a firm believer in always scraping the shit off my dishes
Before I have to put them away.
Comb my hair down the line, always flattening corners.
Frayed ends on my face, they weren't built to persuade.
Fade away, not put in place.
Align! Unite the piles, come to life.
A line, you won't ever draw it twice.
Align! Wipe it down, sanitize.
Unwind, stay in for the night.
Hold it there, show me that the space between those frames is real.
I think my desk is a wreck, and this apartment's in mourning.
Can't keep it in focus when it's set to decay.
Uneven stacks of blood, and now I'm toying with danger.
Sinking closets collapse, so that they'll keep me afraid.
Fade away, not put in place.
Align! Align! Align! Like all the problems in my life.
A line, A line, A line, which straightened by the knife?
A lie, a lie, a lie: Separation unassigned.
Decide, decide, decide, which mental state am i.
Hold it there, show me how the space between your eyes is real.
Wipe it there, show me my reflection in your worried stare.
That frightened glare.
Align! With all the problems in my life.
A line! I'm numb; unorganized.
Align! take risks and then retry.
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6. |
Everyone Dies in the End
01:46
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If it fell a part would you take the blame, or would you deny all this reckless hate,
that's shaped the world until it breaks because you threw it all away?
My thoughts on you are all on pain, like heart ache, and bone breaks, the nausea's the same.
This one's on you, I won't take part; oh crumbling world, please hit restart.
So stay together; the last thing we need is silence and greed.
Let's live forever: this broken machine is killing our breed.
Stay together; your basement's a place where we can stay sane.
Live forever: everyone dies in the end all the same.
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