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Pendleton
01:50
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I hope that shirt I bought keeps you warm.
I hope the cold doesn't chap your white skin anymore.
Last winter lingers on tongues and fogged breath as we tell
How we were the first to that tree in the road when it fell.
You caught it all like a snowflake.
A shot of me clearing it away.
You ate your thin mints.
And watched me inside nice and safe.
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2. |
Parking Lot
03:32
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It's just another freezing night
Resolve dimming down like the garage light
And I'm flipping through the photos
Of you and I
//
I'll take a walk down to the park,
And skate alone in the cold dark,
I'll try to text my friends
Until my hands are too cold for my fingers to bend.
It's 26 degrees
And I'm missing the way that you used to stand next to me
Or at least for something
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I know that I don't call enough
It's just because I can't.
It hurts to hear your voice, it's not my choice.
Breath fogging up like a dark cloud
From deep inside my chest
I exhale and pretend it's the smoke
That you used to protest.
//
You know it sucks to be alone
And I could never hold my own
Without all of the above
Without hanging on a crutch.
It's 26 degrees
And I'm missing the way that you used to stand next to me
Or at least for something
//
I know that I don't call enough
It's just because I can't.
It hurts to hear your voice, it's not my choice.
I'm glad to see your smile
It only comes when I don't dial
But know I haven't sung a single note
Of hate towards your fate of late.
I'm kinda proud of that.
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It's good you're so damn happy
Im just struggling to hold the weight
that's been stuck onto my back
Just like I'm stuck inside my past.
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3. |
Honesty
04:07
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I'll take a bus back home if it's not too late
I've got a car but my friends are worried straight.
I guess they know all the shit I'm running from.
They know that letting the car drift is easier than a gun.
That doesn't mean I don't have it in me to
Do you think that it's alright to lie?
I think you thought so, you caused so many fights.
Do you think it's alright for me to die?
I doubt you care much if it doesn't affect your high.
I break promises all the time
I swore to God that I'd always be in love
I left a message but God never called me up.
I guess you heard cause you always knew him well.
Just like you knew at 15 I was going to hell.
To be honest, you're full of yourself.
A golden boy with a broken smile
A stylish girl who lacks a style
Well being copies of your friends ain't all that great
You're someone different every day,
Just my mood and my hair have changed.
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4. |
Throw
01:58
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It was the first time
Like the first line of that song that you love.
I forget how it goes now.
But I still hear the way you sang out.
Something about chemicals,
making us just who we are.
Whoever wrote that had never seen you,
I thought as I stared, that night in your car.
So open your moon roof let's look out
At the clouds
We'll forget the rest of space exists for now.
I feel your breath between my teeth.
Last wave of summer heat.
I'll think of every cliche once or twice in the pool lot on my street.
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5. |
Rot With Me
02:06
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It's only the 8th
This month is coming on strong.
This mouth's what I hate.
It's always coming out wrong.
It must be hard caring so much more
Than I could ever.
These tangled cords
On my bedroom floor.
A guilty mess
From years before.
I tear you down
And then you tear me out.
You'll just suppress
What keeps me around.
I never understood how you felt
That's what you said.
I've got too much control over everything.
Except my head.
These leaves will rot
And fade to brown in time.
I'll sweep them underneath the porch.
For someone else to find.
It's always me
Who ends up beneath.
I'll just accept this shit.
I'll let it rot with me.
Let's just start all of this again
If you can take the hit.
September ended and I swear
I'm fucking done with it.
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Maybe I'm too quick to guess,
Throwing words again.
I keep cutting ties with my piece of mind
So I can get this out.
At times I count myself out,
Wait for days till I can be found.
At times I'm just down and out,
Wait for days till I can be found.
Once I'm alive again,
Once I'm alive I start to love again,
But I still shut my eyes.
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