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Freezing
03:50
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Oh, how did it happen?
I was over my head, and I'll say I wasn't meant to do this
And god damn, it's freezing
But please don't crank the heat in here
Or I might just walk away, cause it's cold
And I love it that way
I wasn't meant to live a skeleton life, 'cause that's just not right
My frame wants to fall back in my bed, go back to sleep, and dream of someone that has it better than me
Someone that got it all just right
I wanna get it right
By the time it's nightbreak, I can stumble out of my apartment
And I'll hope the skies are grey, 'cause I love them that way
When they're so high above me, all grey and melancholy.
I want to hug and kiss them, I want to make them feel at home
'Cause I wasn't meant to live a skeleton life...
I wasn't meant to do this
No, I wasn't meant to do this
I wanna get it right
I wanna get it right
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I'm outside, I can breathe again
I'm tired of having to run
This is a bunch of bullshit, man
I'm supposed to be having fun
And I'm sick of being anxious over things I love to do
This should only take a couple of minutes, I'll be back inside soon
Daisies in the parking lot
Poppies in beer bottles
And I know that I don't have enough to be everything I want
So someone drag me out
Before I'm in too deep
Enough to kill the dream
I'm cracked and I'm crumbled, so just take what you need
But when I'm looking around to see what's left is there anything else for me?
I'm dismantled, and stuffing is pouring from my seams
So when I'm scrounging around for leftovers, are they enough to build the dream?
I'll just go be reckless forever
I think expectations are way overgrown
I just don't get the way that the world works
And I think that you're insane, so please leave me alone.
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The Cardboard Ghost
03:40
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It's creeping down the staircase
It's tearing up the walls
It's rising to the ceiling
It carries all my flaws
And I just can't ignore it cascading all around me
My spirit's soaked to the bone
I don't even know what the fuck I am doing
The truth is I'm just scared that I'm alone
I don't try and take the heartbreak
And make it fit the mold
I conjure up my feelings
And I turn them into gold
I'm the cardboard ghost
I'm the one that's out of my own skin
I'm the one that's trying my best
I'm the one that doesn't deserve this
I just can't ignore it cascading all around me
My spirit's soaked to the bone
I don't even know what the fuck I am doing
The truth is, I don't have a clue at all
I'll always be the cardboard ghost
I'll always feel I'm out of my own skin
I swear I'll always try my best
And never be the one who deserves this
I'll be the cardboard ghost
I'll always feel I'm out of my own skin
Swear I'll always try my best
I'll never be the one who deserves this
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Please
Listen to the sound of my voice
Tell me, can you hear it crack?
I'm so scared of losing it, I'll belt until the feeling's back
Watch the way I shake around
Say nothing's wrong with my brain
I'm so scared of losing It, I'll twist until I feel again
And I'm sorry
'Cause I don't feel well
I'm sorry I don't feel well
I watched that place that I once loved fold on into itself
And I screamed "I just can't believe that was once my everything!"
Of all the grass beneath my feet
And all the clouds too high above me
I'll rocket up through somber skies
As chills bite my skin from the inside
Sorry
'Cause I don't feel well
Oh, I'm sorry I don't feel well
My mind's a Chinese finger trap
And I'm writhing around, fingers stuck
I need to learn to just relax
And to let loose is to not give a fuck
And I know that I don't have anything
And nothing's not nearly enough
To be everything
I wanna be
So...
I envy the broken clock because you can always tell exactly what time it broke, while I'm stuck here playing this guessing game of which part fucked me up the most
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Headstone
03:50
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I miss November
I'm getting sick of hearing about the weather
You say it's too damn cold out
So I've sewn together a group of song's that I think can make it better
We don't need a blanket
I wish I could lay in the yard all night
That just feels like home to me
I wish the woods were a viable place to sleep
I keep thinking about my headstone
I keep thinking 'bout what I want it to say
I'm thinking 'bout everything, and I can't get away
I just can't get away
By god, I love you.
But I'm sorry to say that these songs aren't for you
Everything I say is for myself
But, if they're for anyone, it's for the people that are just like me
That I'll never meet
It's out of the question
I really mean this
Just catch your break 'cause
I know you need it
Empty medication bottles filling up my room
Some say it's too late to start, but I say it's too soon
One by one, I count the dead whose lives were took for fodder
I hope these words, a beacon shines
So can I be the martyr?
I can hear them singing
They say "I wish I could lay in the yard all night..."
I keep thinking 'bout the weight of the world and how I'm putting every single ounce of it on me
I'm overthinking everything and I just can't get to sleep
You think you've got it all figured out, like you've got a headstone coated in gold
Mine's cracking at the edges
But I love it that way
At least I'm happy
So I'll drop this.
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Blue Skies Ahead
03:11
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Oh, what happened here?
Oh, what a year.
So why does it seem so bright?
The rain is jumping on and off
My windshield in the light
Try to understand
That I'm not sure that I'm even a man.
I don't know how I got this far
So I'll just sit inside my car
And I'll hope for better days
I'll hope for better days
I won't back down
It's grey, but it's so clear
I can see it all behind me
In my rear-view mirror
And the rain, it just slides down
The rust that's on my door
Until it hits the ground
Oh, can't you see
That nowhere that I go is where I really want to be?
And I don't know how I got this far
So I'll just sit inside my car
And I'll hope for better days
I'll hope for better days.
Don't know how I got this far
So I'll just sit inside my car
And I'll hope for better day
I'll hope for better days
I won't back down
Blue skies ahead!
Blue skies ahead!
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