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cherrypicker
01:56
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drain my brain not quite enough say i'd do anything and smash my teeth out on the ground in front of you trying to get clean wasted kind words from you to me. you don't have to like it and you don't have to be let down and I don't have to say that I wouldn't lie to you. stay the same when I feel low and lock you inside. little stupid man and I can't hear you yelling in the house. wasted kind words from you to me. tired eyes don't seem like you used to and I'm never gonna feel like you because I'm never gonna feel at all. I fell asleep on the yellow train on my ride home, knees digging in the back of plastic bones and I was asking if you felt alright "do you feel okay to drive?" "i haven't had that much tonight" you fell asleep on the trolley tracks on your ride home. knees digging in the back of wooden bones.do you feel the same as I do? do you feel no pain at all?
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lola
02:16
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i've been crawling out of my skin. you don't ever even have a thing to say. you're still holding it all together and I just fade and you know. could you pick me up i've been ready to move? and after all these years of standing next to me and after you fall asleep I stay awake scared of everything and I don't feel alone. you always feel far away I don't have what you do now you always feel far away I don't have what you did say
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nightcrawlers
00:53
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you say we never talk at all and somehow that's my fault hey man we all die alone. it doesn't help that I don't call. I fucking hate all of these songs but I write them all the same. Every day wasting away. so bad at staying in touch and you don't even know. it's easier to blame you for everything. reasons you probably never know. I wake up days feeling shit. feel like I should have stayed home.
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mollylea
01:55
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oh when I bring you down. eternally bummed out. pin my feelings to the wall. dilate my eyes and thin my blood thank god for you still around. sit me down to tell me things you don't need to say. body aching and I can't seem to change and you feel weighed down as much you need to. call home cause I can't see you. don't wait up because I'm not leaving.
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used furniture
01:36
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smash a lamp against the wall. late calls never answered at all. you'll be back here in a week sleeping on concrete, shaky knees. you're giving up so I just hang out, drinking cheap beer, suffocate you ran it into the ground. and when I get to where I'm going I feel fine. giving half hearted advice and trying to stay alive.
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i'm down here laying low hoping none of you fucking notice me. conflicts are best left alone and I know late at night you forget to breathe you are driving me home in the passenger side of your dad's brand new ford and I feel like we're finally alone when I ask myself is it what you're led to believe. and you are there right behind my skin. you are the weight behind my head.
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