1. |
In School
02:19
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im too tired when im at school
way too high to talk to you
i work hard until i can't
i paint myself as one who can
you're goodbye yourself
im not as good on my own
but i get why i should learn to
spend my time alone
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2. |
Drop the Ball
03:07
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trace it back to me
drop the ball you see
a lapse in your ways
for a second
time to reconcile
ill be here for a while
2 get what i deserve
i just needed
your undivided attention
just tear down your
dim preconceptions
don't bother going outside
because i've never felt stronger
you well know you're in the wrong
just please don't show
your fucking face anymore
control mishap will time collapse back to the state where it perhaps
knows a place where people care and act a way that's fucking fair
i need your undivided attention
just tear down your
dim preconceptions
don't bother going outside
because i've never felt stronger
you well know you're in the wrong
just please don't show
your fucking face anymore
trace it back to me
drop the ball you see
a lapse in your ways
for a second
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3. |
House
02:43
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i went back to the house that we moved out of
to retrieve the things i deemed worthy to keep
of those things there were none left except pictures of me as a baby
there was no nostalgia anymore
i drive by all the buildings i have lived in
they bring back some odd memories
like when my parents were married
those memories are faded and a little unhealthy to relive
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4. |
Dim
04:45
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turn on the lights
who's looking back
a shell of who i am
cant make the connection
turn on the lights
and really see who
looks back at you
yeah i know i fucked up real bad
but that doesn't cross your mind
your constant validation
leaves you fucking blind
turn on the lights
and really see who
looks back at you
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5. |
Vulnerable
04:51
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petrified by my complete fear of completely falling in love;
same reason why i wear my helmet every time i throw my leg over a bike
its not worth risking life
when you're so vulnerable
i wanna get high
i wanna feel fine
how could there be
a god that could let me carry on living my life
so detached
from the people i love
i feel about six feet behind from where my body meets my mind
all my actions are labeled
and my speech begins to slur
i wanna get high
i wanna feel fine
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