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Some day I won’t be around anymore
the novelty will rub off of my rusting face
and you won’t see the good in my eyes
the smirk you love so dearly is just a crooked smile
“and I’m not gonna know you now
but I will love you anyhow”
Growing up I believed in Tuck Everlasting
there are words I can never say to you
growing up I believed in one pure indestructible truth
but I’ve wandered aimlessly looking for you
“and I’m not gonna know you now
but I will love you anyhow”
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Icarus
02:43
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Icarus
just let it go
just take it one step at a time
and it'll all go away
for the longest time, I was on top
it was all so bright
I forgot how to see
I can't keep telling myself It will be alright
when I know it won't
when I keep letting myself down
I keep letting myself down
Icarus
just let it go
you know men lead lives
of quiet desperation
you are no exception
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Last night I couldn't get you out of my head
the way you looked at me scared to death
the house is collapsing down, here comes the ceiling
didn't get up and leave 'cause I was still reeling
I wasted my words in you
I wasted my hope in you
I wasted my trust in you
Now I've go this bitter taste in my mouth
lockjaw from the screaming that I never got out
the quiet presence that faded away
I'm never going to ask you how you're feeling I don't give a fuck if you're okay
pretty boy you went down to see him
someone must have turned out the lights it was all so dim
I wasted my words in you
I wasted my hope in you
I wasted my trust in you
the worst part is
I told you I was sorry
well I'm not sorry
my blood runs cold
I've got nothing left to say
my words are a shot in the dark
"I thought you had a good heart"
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Chet Baker
04:45
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I'm sorry, I never say it right
but I've been trying all my life
they wear their hearts like neon signs
smooth concise, bridged the gap between their minds
and when it's dark at night
how they dance their faces bright
flashing rows of neon light
so why can't I?
why can't I?
and I've become so blind
I'm always red in the face or falling behind
and it's hard keeping my head up high
when all my friends are stuck in my head or just passing the time
when you're panicked and worried and tired and allergic inside
and honey I'm blue, I was born to be blue
and when it's dark at night
how they dance their faces bright
flashing rows of neon light
so why can't I?
why can't I?
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Reynaud's
02:30
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I didn't mean the things I said
I'm sorry for the things I did
yeah you, you always say that
you built up your walls with all your kings men
you betrayed your family you betrayed your friends
and I don't know where I stand
you settled on an island to the preachers prayers
listen, I know you weren't here even though
I know you tried
so I won't try any more I'll be here
when you're ready
to open the door
I've been told my hands are always cold
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!!!! School
02:30
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He tells us he can't take any more of this
as he lies in bed, pretending he doesn't exist
when did the playground kids leave
we were all learning to be colder
and I'm getting older
trapped like rats in a cage
that's standard procedure, okay
we're so messed up from all the medications
and the social obsessions and celebrity impressions
and he just can't help but feel like a failure
this world wasn't built for
sensitive behavior
maybe he just needs positive reinforcement
yeah maybe, maybe he needs less disappointment
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The whole day moved like a bad dream
and I was bursting at the seams
we were stuck out alone in some mass crowd
and I guess you let go of my hand
I thought you were something else
you're just like everyone else
and it's hard feeling stuck
and it's hard living like a punchline
I tried so hard to fill the mason jar
now I just feel empty
so I'll be leaving now
I'll draw my path in chalk
I don't need a land of milk and honey
and I don't need a compass
let the wild rumpus begin
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Brooklyn Dodgers
03:26
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sorry I walked away
when you told me what you were scared of
the night that you turned 12
trying not to cry in front of your older brother
he knows where I live, he's not interested
I can't have nice things,
like a boy who stays who stays around
when I needed him the most
on your walk, hold your head up high
and when you watch me fall
please look back for the last time
brooklyn dodger
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Apistat Commander Seattle, Washington
mama here come's midnight with the dead moon in its jaws
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