1. |
Anything
02:36
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Your white dress
and your sky high shoes
I told you that I
would finally follow through
But I couldn't
leave that fucking motel room
to be there
for you...
While your eyes
hung low in a dead dream
of a house and four kids
someone elses family
I'm drunk again
this crippling anxiety
It's just too hard
being anything.
Last night I put on all your clothes
so I could feel a little less alone
but instead I found myself
so fucking at home
Lost in the memory of your ghost
your shadow.
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2. |
98'
02:48
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When the sun sets
I'll be gone
in the springtime
you'll hear this song
and I could write you
I could even call
but it says your machine
is too full.
When I'm sleeping in
your already awake
driving on and on
endlessly
The asphalt is home now
so let me go
you want the hate that I hold
so just take it slow.
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3. |
Community Groups
03:04
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I keep trying to tell you
everything is okay
I keep trying to tell you
I'm fading away
in unanswered prayers
community groups
and god didn't care about me
or you.
And when your mom calls
she's banging on bedroom doors
your sister she falls
asleep on the kitchen floor
I'm drunk again sleeping in your bed
for the hundredth time
And when your dad calls
an endless ringing phone
I'm with you here but I feel so damn alone
now I'm drunk again sleeping in my bed at home
for the first time in a long time.
And I kept trying to tell you
that everything was okay
you kept trying to tell me
"I'm fading away"
in unanswered prayers
community groups
god didn't care about me
but maybe he did about you.
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4. |
Arizona
03:09
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Your mothers in the kitchen making coffee
we're sleeping off the beers we drank last night
hiding under covers from the cruel world
you whispered everything will be fine.
I remember seeing you the first time
an angel like I'd never seen before
all dressed up some party at your new place
my mouth was sure glued to your shag carpet floor.
Driving fifteen hours to see you
the joy I felt when I saw your face
I spent the next five days drunk and restless
a memory I hope never fades away.
I remember seeing you the last time
a long talk at your mothers house
I sat there crying at your bedside
while you pleaded with me to get out.
Sometimes I wish I could change things
other times i'm glad they're this way
cause I see the house we could've lived in
and then I watch it burn up in flames.
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5. |
Laura
03:27
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You wanted to wear your hair like Laura
but you prayed for a better fate
you ate his flesh and drank his blood
held your breath amidst the flood
hoping for better days.
Still say you met him at that party
told your friends that he stole your heart
in slurred words and beer breath kisses
you sure fell apart.
The dust collects on your front porch
you've seen the sunrise twice before
spent this year collecting tears
young love, tattoos, photos, beer
but your aching for more.
Cause when you smile
you know I smile too.
It's been a while since I've seen you.
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6. |
Maple
02:19
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Sat at your table while you told me stories
of where you've been the past 20 years
Asked if I believed you I told you that I do
I can't believe that you're here
Do I look how you would've guessed
crows feet and cigarettes
I never fully left where we lived
Said you couldn't live down the past
your bulletproof vest a dream
of a house and three kids.
Your hair dye has faded out
there's so much to talk about
silence hangs heavy above
This party's full of pity
I'm still feeling shitty
the thirteenth drink instinct and love.
So instead I'll say my goodbyes
back home and good night
hope your doing well in the cold
He's there keeping you warm
keeping doors shut from the storm
but in the end we all die alone.
In the end we all die alone.
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7. |
Terminal C
03:52
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Coffee for the late night
crowds rolling in
put on your fake smile
and that light baby blue apron
practicing your hellos
goodbyes at the same time
watching everyone go
into the dark sky.
Crying out your eyes
in some company breakroom
telling yourself lies
like you'll be out of here soon.
You say
"I'll meet some nice boy
and he'll take me far away from this place
get married have a couple kids"
living out the life that you've always dreamed
But this single room apartment
gets smaller everyday
no matter how many graveyard shifts
I just can't make enough to save me.
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