1. |
Burn All Of It
02:29
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Blank pages and broken frames
A shelf of books unread
Another bed not made
Scribble down all my thoughts
This melody feels the same
This melody feels the same
I've never been one to stick to the plan
Existings not real
I've done all I can
Burn all of it
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2. |
Don't Hold Your Breath
02:56
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I stopped developing a plan
I stopped dreaming of an escape
When carving days out of stone
I chip away at my mistakes
Every morning hit repeat
I cycle through this feed
Just a dot on a map
A pawn in someone else’s greed
Gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme asphyxiation
Don’t hold your breath
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3. |
Look Through Me
02:02
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This is where we start at the bottom
With spilled drinks and sticky floors
Nothing will change next year
So again I said I gotta get out of here
This is how we end in disarray
My lifes a mess
I can’t get up
My brains in crisis
Its never enough
Where did all of the time go
I stopped paying attention and then I lost it again
Where did all of the time go
I stopped paying attention
I stopped paying attenton
Why does nothing feels evergreen
Why do I feel so seldomly seen
You continue to look right through me
You continue to look right through me
You continue to look right through me
You continue to look right through me
You continue to look right through me
You continue to look
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4. |
The Toll
02:47
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Im sick to death of these dead eyed days
and scowls from every stranger that I meet
Im sick to death of this blank eyed stare
From the voices that come from beneath my feet
Trample on me la la la la la la
Buried under snow and rain
This city takes its toll on my brain
Buried under snow and rain
This city takes its toll on my brain
Buried under snow and rain
This city takes its toll on my brain
Buried under snow and rain
This city takes its toll
This city takes its toll
This city takes its toll
This city takes its toll on my brain
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5. |
Pandemic Year
01:27
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picking away at the scabs of misguided youth and wasted time
sewn shut and shut down living in the midst of a pantomime
watching my fading youth
circle the drain
waiting for tomorrow to start and today to end repeat again
whats this about a finish line?
picking away at the scabs of misguided youth and wasted time
sewn shut and shut down living in the midst of a pantomime
whats this about a finish line?
take a moment to breath
while everything falls away from me
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6. |
Ativan Love Letter
02:06
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sitting with this
rotting walls and scattered means
the clutter in my brain
the anxious doorbell rings
take two and then take four
face the day just like before
is this a test of all my will
is this a test of sitting still
take two and then take four
face the day just like before
sitting with this
rotting walls and scattered means
the clutter in my brain
the anxious doorbell rings
take two and then take four
face the day just like before
this is the b-side to the right side of the bed
how much can I take for the walls to melt instead
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7. |
1000 Cuts
01:30
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every minute
every wound
fading summers you know
it happens so soon
where will we be next year
probably still here
buried in dead ends
and failing careers
i have no purpose here
deadlines and heart aches
white lies and passing mistakes
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8. |
Sink Sink Sink
02:25
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im failing at the highest level
my brain is in a state
collect these scattered pieces together
a punchline at the end of the play
play me off
play me off again
im failing at the highest level
my brain is in a state
collect these scattered pieces together
a punchline at the end of the play
play me off
play me off again
sink or sink im anchored to this growing shipwreck
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