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Advice
02:59
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I pretend to forget things that you told me yesterday
for the benefit of you and your vices
you say you're done you say you've quit you say that you gave it all you got
but I know you'll be back for more
It's a sick game you got me playing
I'm your dealer and you keep betting
i'd stop if i had it my way and you would just stick to your word
i'd stop if i had it my way
please stop now you're hurting yourself please stop making me apart of this
please stop your pockets are bare
You'd think in your old age you'd get it
You'd think you'd have the experience
to know a bad bet when you see one
and worst of all you've brought me so close
i know almost everything and it only makes it worse
I wish you would learn from your advice
that you gave to me
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Bloody Murder
02:31
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I'm just going to lie here until i feel better
it's what i was taught here
I'm just going to lie here
was taught how to lie here
it makes us feel better
i wish he wouldn't lie here
but it makes us feel better
am i cursed forever
to never know what you're saying in that head of yours
(the words) (the words)
the words you wouldn't dare to speak out loud unless you're in a room alone
with my head to the pillow I run through my film rolls
some footage lost some marked don't watch
they're in a box i keep lost just incase i go searching
Why am I searching
am i cursed forever
to be afraid of my shadow I don't know but what i do know is
i won't be here forever
the words I'm terrified to speak out loud when i'm in a room alone
it's like bloody murder
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Good Practice
02:19
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you can all go if you want i don't mind sitting here alone
well sometimes i do but it's alright
cause it feels like good practice
then they get mad and they stop talking
and i'm left talking to myself
but it feels like good practice
but sometimes i don't want it
sometimes i don't
hate everything, hate everything i don't
but it feels like good practice
I keep my loved ones at a distance
I seem distant don't I
cause it feels like good practice
but some times i don't want it
yea some times i don't
but it feels like good practice
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4. |
Weight of Words
03:15
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There's weight in words and there's weight in the silence
in between them
no ones sure what their last word will be
but i am confident the silence after is eternity
somebody please prove me wrong
there's weight in words and there's weight in the silence
in between them
the beauty in language, the art of speech
the power in speaking
a man once sung "home is where you die"
and i think the words you say before you go well that's you
that's your sly speech spewing lies through your teeth or your
scarse breath laying it all down to rest or my shy speech I can't
even speak I'll just lie there
cause I've got the nerve of an anxious young boy,
yes I've got the nerve of an anxious young boy
see my face turns red and my hands will start to shake
and my voice might crack or fluctuate
I'm a mess most days
but i've been working on it, I've grown to like my voice
my self-esteem is far past seeding
so when the time comes i might not know what to say
but i will say something hope that someone is listening
can only hope that someone is listening
there's weight in words and there's weight in the silence
in between them.
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5. |
Different Pages
02:15
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You've got soften walls that you love to bounce off of
almost every night. see i never got the hang of that life style
I'm alone most night and most night it seems alright
well I hope our paths still cross tonight
spoken with genuine words and a hint of goodbye
cause i know how we work and it's fine
we're just not on the same page tonight
I learn from lonesome blues
you celebrate your youth
don't worry I'm happy too
I just got a funny way of showing it.
well I hope our paths still cross tonight
spoken with genuine words and a hint of goodbye
cause i know how we work and it's fine
we're just not on the same page tonight
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6. |
Strange As Fiction
03:21
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I've found happiness in pain
and I found it hard to contain my doubts
on whether it's not just bullshit leaking out of my mouth
so how can you tell if its a lie
how can you tell if they're disguised with a well spoken tongue and a fictional story line
how can
cause i have searched through their words more than a few times
and i don't want to relate to a character up in their mind
no i want the real thing
cause anyone can make this up
and i want to relate to someone
i want to know that others go through this
i don't want to be
as strange as fiction
so just put some truth in it
i don't need you to bleed
i just want some truth
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7. |
Ghost(s)
03:36
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sometimes you can't learn from others you've got to get there yourself
mistakes are meant to be, no one lives perfectly
so don't go stabbing yourself in the back over nothing
sometimes you can't learn from others you've got to get there yourself
so do your wrongs if they sit right with you, the ghosts you create will haunt you
no they don't just go away
they're always with you
they'll sleep in your grave
they're always with you
they'll be with you till your dying day they'll stay with you
sometimes you can't learn from others you've got to get there yourself
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8. |
I Am So (Out of It)
03:15
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I can't see a light anywhere out of this place I've been here so long
I don't know if i can be around other people unlike me
I am so out of it, it's not even worth it
You take me to these light places
i just burn up from all the lights
i know i should get out more often but this isn't the time or place
i am so out of it, it's not even worth it
i am so alone sometimes and I've heard it all before from people in my own town
around the block maybe down a few roads
and i know I'm gathered here with people i know and love well i feel more alone
than when I'm hiding under my blanket
and i know they love me and i know they worry sometimes
quit your worrying
i am so out of it, it's not even worth it.
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9. |
Speak Up
03:09
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My hearts still beating, not exactly pleasing
i'd rather haunt than be haunted
and you say that I'm blessed, well i wouldn't say that but i never got a say in the matter
you won't speak to me, you make these rules but still won't speak to me why won't you?
we think we're special, we're not special
our bones will wither with the rest of them
and it's so sick to think, it makes my stomach sick
i guess i should try and find a pick-me-up
but you won't speak to me, you make these rules still won't speak to me why won't you?
how is anyone expected to believe
how is anyone expected anything
but you won't speak to me, you make these rules still won't speak to me
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10. |
Rainy Days
03:12
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my days consist of meaningless conversations on wether or not
the rain will fall on us
what if it wasn't rain
what if it were pain or sadness
would you still come here with your routine words in that apathetic tone
or would you try to sympathize cause what would be happening
would be much more serious than water hitting us
i wish we were all a little kinder
but we just walk through each others lives
with less than a haiku of syllables spoken
we could be friends and we both know it
but who's got the time for that
and it's so strange how society raised us
like a single parent who didn't know what to do
we are the aftermath of unknown
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"The comfortable people made comfortable jokes about weather and thing
but I sat mostly silent saying a word or so when necessary"
And I don't see what's so appealing about the life you say you need
you say I need it to, to survive to be happy be comfortable well
I've been both of those haven't had many things to hold on to
I've been both of those haven't had a stable thing to hold on to
so don't tell me things that I don't want to hear cause all I care is there's
something that can make you happy out there and I know you're not happy out there
It's crazy that we all live when we know we're just going to die
It's amazing that we all live when we know we're just going to die
I don't care if this world eats me, no I don't care if I drowned in lake Erie
no I don't care for many things, I get scared just thinking these things
I don't care if this world eats me, no I don't care if I drowned in lake Erie
no I don't care for many things, just be happy for the time being
cause you could die tomorrow or you could live to see everyone go
Who wants that
"The comfortable people made comfortable jokes about weather and thing
but I sat mostly silent saying a word or so when necessary"
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