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God Damn
02:12
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Well It's been Cold
In more ways than one
You told me to quit smoking
I told you I was fine
I'm such a god damn liar
But you seem like you're doing well
And I'm trying to be happy for you
But I feel like death
And I don't hear much from you
I guess that's for the best
Cus your words just seem to drive a knife in my chest
I'm such a god damn lair
Said I was doing fine
I'm such a god damn liar
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I know these songs hurt you
But I'm hurting too
And this is all I've got
keeping me from breaking in two
It's just these voices
I can hear them when it gets dark
They all sit and mumble
I try not to listen too much
They say
"Go ahead off the deep end
Lose your shit and quit your job
Become somebody better
Make new friends and get the fuck out
Go somewhere far and unforgiving
Where it's winter all year
This heat's made you weak
And you let your guard down"
I guess for the most part
I’m doing okay
I just hate coming home
To count my loses at the end of the day
When will I, when will I
Win for a change
When can I, when can I
Win for a change
They say: “Go ahead off the deep end
Lose your shit and break down
Press the gas close your eyes
And take your hands off of the wheel.”
Fuck my music I’ll break my guitars
I’m a whore for sadness
But it writes my songs
Then I hate myself for it
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You Came Over
04:09
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You, you came over
And when I held you, you felt empty too
And we, we were weightless
But in the worst kind of way
All the words have been run dry
And none come without consequence
If I told you that I loved you
Would you believe it?
If I told you I care
Would you believe me?
Life ain’t no story book
there’s no happy ending waiting for me
You will go to Cali
Meet a nice boy who is unafraid
I wouldn’t blame you
You deserve the best in this life
I thought I might give it to you
But I can’t and I’m sorry
All the words have been run dry
And none come without consequence
If I told you that I loved you
Would you believe it?
If I told you I care
Would you believe me?
Now my lungs are filled with smoke
And my shoulders slouch low
And things that used to scare me
Are all now just part of my show.
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I've been spending more time out in city streets
Trying to forget what you eyes mean to me
I can feel your hand resting on my shoulder
And I was wishing we had met when we were older
I've been spending more time at other people's shows
Trying to drown out the voice inside my head
He's yelling "Go back to be, please go back to bed."
This world is unkind
This world is cold
This world is cold
I've been spending more time on my floor
"Sirens of your Toxic Spirit" playing
I wish I could make something beautiful
And I wish I were made beautiful too
I wish I were beautiful too (This world, this world is cold.)
I wish I were beautiful too
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5. |
What I Want
01:30
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Well I
I want to smash all my windows
And I want to break my hands
And I hope his fingers burn holes in your skin
And his voice makes you go deaf
And I just don't get it, no
No I don't understand a thing
Cus I did nothing but love you
And I lost you anyway
And I just don't get anything anymore
And I want to die I think but I don't
And I want you to feel what I feel
But I don't at the same time
Oh fuck, oh fuck I'm losing it
Oh fuck, oh fuck I'm fucking losing it
Oh fuck, oh fuck I'm fucking losing it
Oh I'm fucking losing it
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