1. |
mid
01:40
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mid way through
peep toe shoes
try again to hide your bruise
you're not getting far with that point of view
name a number
years you suffered
compliment my posture too
your down demeanor slurring peter can’t tell you now what’s one or two
i would sit down with you
slip that word in
swear your nervous
can’t see an ounce of small in you
your darting bullseyes stare in your pride
timidation walking to
i would sit down with you
the nearest mirror
say crystal cheers
to check if what they said ain’t true
for honest prizes compromise lean in to you i’m overdue
i would sit down with you
i would sit down with you
i would sit down with you
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2. |
old car
01:37
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picked up a pack o gum and chips
while u we’re pumpin pumpin gas
never mind what i said or didn't
u said, u said that’s in the past
these roads be long - i will take a shift
u can, u can have that nap
i won’t be mad at u i promise
if you sleep, sleep longer than that
gimme hands and gimme thoughts - when u rise remember where we are
different place and different time from when u closed ur eyes
with every breath we get more far
u say ur sad, say ur sad - i admit i am
though it’s sweet it’s bound to be hard
to leave a thing we know like back of our hands
to leave it all in this old car
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3. |
bound
03:06
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been in my room
i found that song
i’d sing for you
long overdue
came back home
cleaned it through
bound to my falls
goin down
standin tall
used to sing
all day long
used to dance for u
damn that song
now i wake up im not with ya
it sounds so out of tune
im the only one that gets ya
i found that isn’t true
i will only be there when you want me to
play my chords
sing my tune
used to be
all for you
now i hum
with words so few
hold my tongue
hold my truth
cause I’m bound to my faults
i get down
i feel small
used to sing
all day long
used dance for u
damn that song
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4. |
when i see u
03:55
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when i see you
and enough time has passed
you're no longer a face
you're no longer a name
when i see you
and enough time has passed
you're a memory that i can't shake
you're no longer a face
i can't help but wonder what its like when you are gone
what will you remember when the next time it feels wrong?
and how long?
til i feel you
and i can't make it last
its no longer the same
your hands out of place
when i hear you
and its from the past
it sounds in my head so out of phase
it calling my name
i can't think of good things when the worst is yet to come
so tell me when you're ready and I'll tell you i am done
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5. |
with you
02:11
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born heavy with a snake-like tongue
haven’t felt pretty since 20 - 01
ridin’ dirty in a big black truck
with you, oh with you, with you
hold steady then it’s 3, 2, 1
take off running when you hear that gun
bathe in the water, have a little fun
with you, oh with you, with you
I get by on what I need
blank staring in the parking lot
I got low while you felt hot
A/C blaring over brand new pop
with you, oh with you, with you
jean shopping at the fancy spot
try them on, take them off
empty-handed but at least I got you
I’m with you, with you
tell me what I want to hear
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6. |
clean
04:50
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i already told you once
i don’t wanna tell you again
don’t you know you’re not your thoughts
(i don’t wanna have those those thoughts)
don’t you know it’s not so bad
(i know that i’m too young for that)
yeah i know i make shit up
(i will try to tie this up)
yeah i know it’s all in my head
(long rides that truck bed)
you already told me once
(never mind i’ll come)
you don’t wanna tell me again
(cant just leave it there dead)
if it makes you less sad
(in the lies i’ve woven)
it’s not your fault
(i still have a call)
what do you want
(but maybe i wanted)
and what do you need
(more than i need)
you’ve been making it tough
(i’ve been making it tough)
it’s all your fault
(it’s all my fault)
i know that it’s not
(don’t know what i want)
but it’s something i need
(much less what i need)
I’m sitting in the back of a truck
(i’m sportin that teal dress)
maybe i was just 15
(spewin out some scene)
i don’t really know what you want
(ur someone to impress)
i don’t really get what you mean
(mother says be me)
but you can’t even make this up
(trying not to bring it up)
don’t you know it’s not as it seems
(that night it’s not what it seems)
i just wanna feel less bad
i just wanna feel more clean
if it makes you less mad
(in the lies I've woven)
it’s not your fault
(i still have my call)
i know what i want
and i know what i need
i’ve been making it tough
it’s all my fault
i know that it’s not
(i know what i want)
but it’s something ya need
(much less what i need)
its something i need
its just what i (you) need
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7. |
big car
02:37
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hi power man get your big car on out of here
i’m just a kid - not up yet for facing my fears
i'll sit in them under the blankets
underneath my sheets
i will remain anonymous till i'm at least 18
keep on out of my business off of my team
second, fourth week get that big car on outta here
stop leavin trash by my window keep it clear
and concise, i’m drawn back again
at once till everything is clean
when i’m in the front the house next door
smelled like smoke had built the floor
keep on out my business off my porch
i glower as i weave ur name onto my sleeve
it has a staying power that will never be relieved
its obvious, i’m a kid
i’m not too old to dream
but when i do get rid of them
my mind may quiet finally
enough for me to fall asleep
keep on out my business out of my scene
keep on out of my business off of my team
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8. |
i feel like lying
02:39
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i don't mind
i feel like lying
you feel fine
you feel like crying
it's alright
at least we're trying
i don't mind
i feel like flying
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9. |
island
01:34
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nevermind I knew you gradually
nevertheless, thank you for holding me
that one time I got the wind knocked out of me
burrow that news - never thought i’d hear that kinda thing
don’t get me a glass of water i’m not thirsty
don’t cook a nice hot dinner
from ur heart to me
don’t hold on to my hand, hold any part of me
i’m an island - rolling stone
i’m fallin for free
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