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Amy
04:08
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Pain is a memo read in blissful tone
Bane, simply stated, I'm all alone
Plain as a sunset changed into stone.
Rays turned to mountains, fray my very soul and it's getting worse..
I felt my senses shape shift to dust
But I refuse to feel a single bit of failure so what am I holding onto?
Templates and static cave in my walls
But I refuse to feel a single bit of failure so why am I holding on.. to this guilt.
Sigh a lovers accent, wave bye to all things gold.
Care dressed in absence, Ease slowly unfolds and unwraps my collapse.
A promise kept was a promise spent on faulty rumors and lofty rent.
Phone calls and paper dates, that's the last thing that I lent.
I led her mind to regret, everything we shared and everything we said.
All letters of unsent read "Where can I go wrong?"
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Ordinary
04:58
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Song list is buffering.
Sunlight it comforts me.
Coated and covering.
Notice the suffering, comes with age.
Journals write themselves.
Dust upon the shelf.
Where our albums dwell.
Most of all they won’t compel, they stay unplayed.
Wait! (Step back)
This won’t go away (Can’t decide when)
Everything goes back to the way it’s been
Wait! (Step back)
This won’t go away (Can’t decide if)
Everything falls off again
Photos are out of place.
Portraits are missing face.
Yet another normal day.
Create your happiness.
Make believe for the press.
Downsized and overdressed, so I say.
False hope rains regret
Falling up the steps
Screaming, loss of breath
Ordinary more or less or less or less
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3. |
The Backyard
04:29
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I’m sick and tired of being sick and tired
I could be less inspired somewhere else.
The bridges burn higher, you can’t tame that fire
But expenses come cheap to say the least
I feel free in the backyard
Beer bottles and a cheap guitar
Feel your body sway and move
I feel free in the backyard
The chords that fill up our cars
Tame that hobby and stray
Then fall back again..
I’ve been on the edge of my seat since day one
I wish I could kick back and just relax
Constant paranoia, Head trauma, an annoyance
Tuning out my life turn my speakers up. (Blow the speakers out!)
We may fail our way to the top just to stop all the built in endings
(stock up on promises)
Closing all the doors we’ve walked through
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4. |
Love in the Punch Bowl
03:38
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I felt the reverb from your lips
Not just the rebound from your hips
Sarcastic cues were well equipped
With loyalty unheard and flipped
Red lights shining
Come dance with me
You're the party
That's for certain
Staggered movements and the costumes to match it.
My eyes are still on a girl
Loves in the Punch Bowl or at least when I'm at it.
Still not a care in the world.
I felt the contrast from your speech.
Fade in and make it's sweet release
No one outside but you and me.
Our numbers long for exchanging.
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5. |
Too Many Words
03:32
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I mumble too many words
That's why she took her belongings and flew with the birds, she's taken flight
Past all road signs, posters and pines
and that's alright.. that's alright, yeah that's alright
My hindsights aren't on your mind
So please excuse the pathways that mislead the rhymes, they're out of place
You're so kind and I'm not your type
and that's alright, that's alright, yeah that's alright
Notice the distance changing before closed eyes
Let me inside your daydream, we'll go all night, we'll go all night!
I’m stuck up, too many days
Where I have still made love with that mixtape you made, playing in the back
They won’t notice at least that’s what I say
in my mind, that’s alright.. that’s alright
I mumble too many words
That’s why I couldn’t seem to find a perfect line you deserved, to say the least
I’m trying, but honesty curves
around the lines, in my mind, all the time.. is that alright?
Notice the distance changing before closed eyes
Let me inside your daydream, we'll go all night, we'll go all night!
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Meaningless
01:19
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7. |
Cancelled Plans
04:59
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I noticed a difference between us but X’s and O’s blur out the care.
Park walks and the fall chill spirals down into our hands, let’s warm them up.
I don’t think this is worth it.
But she thinks that I’m perfect.
Let’s just take it slow and see where it goes.
Our sweaters tangle beneath the bench, much like our hears, it’s formed a knot.
As we light each other’s cigarette, we catch our breath and head up the steps.
Walking towards your apartment.
I’m becoming more heartless.
With her back against the door she screams for more and more and more.
This will not be the first time we share this bed.
Say goodnight to these cruel eyes, understanding that the needle and thread
All abandoned their sweaters not on account of the weather.
Say goodbye to these cold nights,
beneath the sheets of this worn out bed
Plans we won’t tie together for a faker forever
All because of the cancelled plans
She noticed a difference between us, she knows that now
Propping up on the park bench.
I remember we sought this.
“I will never forget you”
That’s what you said
We rest, depressed
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8. |
Truth
06:06
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Look past the ghost and see the truth fade burlesque, cold feet pale.
Comforting coats include the tied down signs of doubt.
Maybe it’s the overshow.
Frozen words melting beneath the snow.
Breathing out new signs of life.
While my bodies on the other side.
Please tune me out until I find my parasite so frail.
Rinse out my mouth liquor will do me in for now.
Excuses for abuses, the truth says it’s not about the placement.
I’m sick of running races.
Maybe it’s the overshow.
Frozen words melting beneath the snow.
Breathing out new signs of life.
While my bodies on the other side.
I know this now that throughout the years my self expression has been determined by a mere repression of sobriety.
So tape up my mouth and let me drown all tomorrow’s out.
Excuses for abuses, the truth says it’s not about the placement.
I’m sick of running races.
Head up and face it, Set up the paces.
So take a bow while your spirit’s down.
I don’t really need it anymore.
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9. |
Earth
03:28
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As we all fall down
We’ll leave a trace of this in the dirt
Until the wind pours out
Erasing us from the earth
Fake it enough and you will start to feel worth it.
Choosing the opposite and limiting choices.
I've had enough of this to know that those voices.
Are simply guilt ridden and not a thing hurts it.
(You said you'd change for me!)
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Cherish
03:23
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Sometimes I think of letting go and never looking back
The thought of running out on you it makes me want to relax
But I won't mind if we cherish this
I’ve been dreaming of a girl that’s somewhat like you
Chances are I’ll tell you everything but the truth.
I hate to say that I don't care but time is running out
The words you chose to live without dance around my mouth
But I won’t mind if we cherish this
I’ve been dreaming of a girl that’s somewhat like you
Chances are I’ll tell you everything but the truth.
I’ll cherish this kiss
I’ll cherish your touch
I’ll cherish our time
I’ll cherish it all
Until it ends
I find it hard to start again but that’s just how we are
I love the way you look at me when I take things too far
But we don’t mind it, we cherish the heartless sigh
Goodbye
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11. |
End Run
04:43
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When you ask for the sideline
Will you take me towards the goal?
When I fall off the guideline
You won't help me, all for boast
Make this a memory
That I won't find worth missing
The earth seems to be shifting
It brings me down to my knees
And there you stand in the center
Duplicates seem friendly
Face off til it’s blinding
I just want to be unseen
As the one you wanted me to be..
End Run, End Run
Find me out
Fill me in
Take me down
Lost at last
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12. |
New Life
08:42
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Stumbling down down the long road
Can't figure out, where it goes
Stroll passed the old town that you called home
Struck with doubt, now, fall down
Lost in the dust swept from your cold toes
Glide back and forth towards no more
Feel the air lift up and push you forward
You're parting now, shed this human skin
Bleed the aura out, it's time to begin
New life
Surfacing sounds spiral and sunder
Chasing the shouts from under the shore
Mumbling mouths little in number
We form a crowd, melt into a sound
Bathing in thoughts that were once nothing
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13. |
Another Ending
03:30
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It’s been a long time, it’s been a long time
Since I said that I loved you
There’s no point in the rhyme, no point in the rhyme
If my poet remains speechless
Prepare another ending
This pair is never ending
This song writes itself no need for your help
Keep those novels just in case I run out
If it’s me that you’re missin, just promise you’ll listen
I can assure you that i’m still there
Prepare another ending
The facts are done pretending
I could write a million songs about this
It still amounts to nothing
Stories or facts of fiction, it’s endless
That’s gotta be worth something
Singing in the backyard about a hobby
To a girl about another
Singing less about religion and political parties
I should write more about my mother
and less about my lovers
and dedicate this to my father
for putting up with this daydreaming bother.
It’s been a long time, it’s been a long time
Since I said that I loved you
I’m doing fine, I’m doing fine
The biggest lie that I ever told you
Prepare another ending
This song is finally ending
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The Opener Roanoke, Virginia
Emo, Alternative
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