1. |
Space Travel
01:53
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2. |
Pillow Forts
03:42
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Watch as the tide sweeps me away
Take a deep breath and a second and don't ever change
Now lost at see I cry your name
Don't know why I ever expected you to stay
Depression seeps through my veins
Not even for a second do i ever feel the same
I know you see right through me
But honestly it's not something I would ever bother to hide
To hide, baby,
I'm sorry, but you failed me
I know it's hard to feel real
I know it's hard to see clearly
through the lies they brought over your eyes
I know it's hard to feel real
I know it's hard to see clear
but most of all, it's hard just being here without you
Now I'm stranded on an island
of broken dreams and memories of us
Giving up is taking
Every ounce of energy and every ounce of love
To crawl back into my veins
Send my insides burning and set my world ablaze
Slowly I'm losing my mind
Every second that goes by it's getting harder to find
To find, baby,
I'm sorry, but you failed me
I know it's hard to feel real
I know it's hard to see clearly
through the lies they brought over your eyes
I know it's hard to feel real
I know it's hard to see clear
but most of all, it's hard just being here without you
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3. |
It's Not Nicotine
03:13
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I wish that I could be a mirror hanging in your room
Showing you a true reflection of what lies inside of you
I wanna be the black cat running across your path
I wanna be the salt you spill atop the kitchen table
You said you only smelled of cigarettes
because your mom's got an addiction
Then you're nicotine
and I'm your mother's veins
Then she's nicotine
and I'm your daddy's veins
Take me down because I know a little bit about plenty of people
Take me out because I know how to fashion them to weapons of mass destruction
When I drive you to shatter me I'll bring you bad luck
I won't be on my way the lone star state says I gotta pay
You said you only smelled of cigarettes
because your mom's got an addiction
Then you're nicotine
and I'm your mother's veins
Then she's nicotine
and I'm your daddy's veins
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4. |
Adjusted
05:08
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You’re not some trophy. You’re not some prize. I've come to terms, I've come to accept, our situation is pretty much all my fault. Well, what can I say? I wish we had more control over the things that we have no control over. You are a million dollars worth of hurt that my poor heart can’t afford.
You’re not some trophy. You’re not some prize on the top shelf waiting to be won tonight.
I will never have the nerve to tell you how I feel when you won’t stop running away from the roar of the lions. it isn't quite the same as it was before, once heard across the plains, now not much more than a whisper remains. I have shed some skin and I've grown numb to adjust to changes I've made for you.
You’re not some trophy. You’re not some prize on the top shelf waiting to be won tonight. You’re not some trophy. You’re not some prize, you've got moves that scare me. I've got nothing but time. You are the ocean and I’m the high tide. They look like strong hands, I’ll take my time.
You play an unfair game, and I've no one to blame but myself for playing along. It’s gone all wrong.
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5. |
IDWK
03:23
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And it's zero to one or to one million
Who the fuck's keeping score?
I wanna know so I can tell them to stop
When this is over I don't wanna know how bad I lost, how bad I was beat
I'd rather face defeat with my head down and my hands on my knees
I don't wanna know, no!
The thought of you leaving's got me shaken up
I've been dreaming about kicking down walls
and I have been dreaming about taking heads off of necks
I don't think you understand, I probably have't been very clear
I will catch you when you fall, but you've got a razor sharp neck
It cuts into my chest, but I will kiss it anyway
I will be your puppy dog, your pet
Just throw me a bone every now and again
A kiss, a hug, an "I'll love you till the end"
I will just keep writing these letters
for all the things that I don't have the balls to say face to face
It's much too hard
Wrong place at the right time
Right place at the wrong time
Wrong place at the wrong time
Never the right place at the right time
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Hey, I've got something to show you
Hide this under your tongue and let it enfold you
I know that you're short on cash
You better pay me back if you wanna make this habit last
But, personally, I am sick of the street
Sick of the feeling and I'm sick of the high
Won't you take me away to Sunset Drive
Man, I peaked like an hour ago
It's stupid people like you that make me sound so much worse
On my list is crimes against the state
and a phone call that i dread to make make
Mom I'm in trouble again
This time it's some deep shit
But, personally, I am sick of the street
Sick of the feeling and I'm sick of the high
Won't you take me away to Sunset Drive
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