1. |
Obsolete
04:33
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Time, just give it time
It's not a game, it's not a wish, this is my life
Seeing in the distance
All the things I know and love
But all of that is not worth your bluff
Leaving in an instant
Hang it up slam the door
It's not a dream anymore
But I'm gone
Gave up on the past
The days were never ending and night went by too fast
Driving home on our own
The feelings and thoughts about never being home
So give me time
I'm giving it up
All my past mistakes
Even loving memories
To chase something that's bigger than just me
Set flame to what I have
To carve my own path
Break all that I've had
To carve my own
It's been years since I've been back where I came from
But I don't care I'd do it all for another shot
I put my back up to a wall
I dug my heels into the ground
Grinding my teeth, clenching my jaw
And pushed until I felt it fall
Confidence is wearing thin
Burning up in the atmosphere
Unprepared for what this would bring
The world would leave me without a care
Just give it time
Just give me time.
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2. |
Watcher
04:50
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Watcher
Keep sitting idly by
See me throw away my time
Run around
Throw yourself out
Take regrets as learning curves on bodies and the rambling mind that's ever-changing
I'm never changing
Robotic personality
Automatic mind
Defeat reality
End your suffering
Higher boundaries, step outside me
I believe in nothing
Watcher
Keep sitting idly by
See me throw away my time
My dreams
Are filled with lies
And I can't hide my shallow disguise
Monotone and my eyes are still bleeding
Monochrome all the colors are leaving
And I’m stuck here where I've always been
Losing myself but finding who I am
There's two souls inside of me
Sometimes I don't know which one to feed
Calloused hands frozen cold
The grand illusion is loss of control.
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3. |
Definitely Maybe
03:38
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Dust accumulating
In my head feels like maybe
This room is all I'll ever know
The world is fading
Hands are shaking
Sink with the undertow
So close to caving
The room is shrinking
I know what you'll never know
Burning midnight oil just to keep warm
Hearing voices in the soil saying “let it burn, let it burn”
Footsteps echo
And I'm comatose
I can't hear anything but the sound of your voice
Won't be anyone's trophy
Tying thread around my fingertips
Remind myself this is all I get
Water so soft I can taste the salt
I'll pretend it's all my fault
When you fall asleep
I swear I lose my mind
Your eyelids shut
I'm lost without your eyes.
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4. |
Satin Rose
04:26
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God's been asking me what's behind my back
I've been staying here cause I can't fallback
On somebody else
There's nobody else
I've been trading coins for complacency
I fall asleep but I never dream
Of somebody else
There's somebody else
If I touched your wounds
Would I feel it too?
Such luck
Never been so fleeting
Told myself
That I need this
Burning eyes
Everything inside
Do the birds ever tire of the songs they sing?
I wanna know before I'm in too deep
Do you understand?
You can't understand
Watched the hairs turn grey on my father's head
Spider-webbing veins on the backs of my hands
He's somebody else
Now summer turns to fall
And they see all my faults
But can you blame them?
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5. |
Sonder
04:00
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Does the sound just dissipate
Does it turn into anything
Are my words only here today?
Or will this melody flood your dreams?
I wanna be permanent
The world's gonna hear my thoughts
Want this to mean something
What I am more than what I'm not.
If the waves don't carry my mind away from here
I hope at least they take me away from all your fear
Seeing everything
Scared of what it all could mean
What if I was blind?
Can't see what I'm creating
Would I want to know?
Has this gone too far?
What I wanted for so long
Turned to ashes in my hands
Taking over everything
Will I find out at the end
That this is how it all should be
With everybody in my life
In the dirt beneath my feet
Paint the scene with shades of red
The thoughts of stains on the ceiling of the shadows that danced around the bed
Dream standing awake
What should I have done
All the passing faces, communication
And the places I should've run
Does it mean anything?
To anyone but me?
I make myself bleed,
For you to feel something.
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6. |
Boundaries
01:06
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Sometimes I still remember the smell
Of the baseboards in Dylan's bedroom
Blankets kept the cold at bay
Incense drifted through the air
‘Only Boundaries’ spinning on vinyl
We listened until the end
Till the silence put us back to sleep
I just want to go back to sleep.
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7. |
Heavy Eyes
03:03
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Locked me out
Sat longingly
So here I am with a broken key
Filled my cup with pathetic excuses
And your lies grew over me
I should've known back then
Pull the covers away as they tear in the midst of me
Said with heavy eyes from the loss of who I used to be
Is this still me?
I put my heart on my sleeve
For it to be put back right where it used to be
Felt the touch of an empty stare
Sat in comfort of what wasn't there
Turned her back to see a different shade
Felt the burn of an empty stare
Sat in comfort of what wasn't there
Turned her back and saw a different shade
As if we were polar
Everytime you turn your back on me it pulls me closer
Two steps in front of me
Somewhere I'll never be
Seeing objectively
My flawed history
Mazes in my mind
Falling asleep to the sound of my voice again
Never got it quite right
Out of mind, out of sight
I should've known back then.
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8. |
Was I Never Really Here
03:48
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What have I done to my own blood
Can't overcome
Self delusion
Will I ever escape my selfish ways?
I'm waking up to total control
Where have I gone?
Or was I never really here?
Potential’s not easy to see
Not in the eyes of a man like me
Want me to be something
I don't follow your father's beliefs
You know I hate to leave
But it won't hurt in a couple weeks
Tired eyes from late nights
From skipping stones and blowing smoke
I wanna come home
Potential’s not easy to see
Not in the eyes of a man like me
They tell me I'm nothing
They don't give me an option
You know I hate to leave
But it won't hurt in a couple weeks
What have I done?
Where have gone?
Is it too late?
I can't get enough
Seeking the numb.
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9. |
Tourniquet
01:47
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Stuck in my mind and holding on to what's left of it
Singing new words but none of the pieces seem to fit
Say that I'm numb and claim that I can't feel a thing
Blend in
Slip beneath myself and let my head be free again
Blend in
My grip on me won't hold
Unsure of the words once they're passed your lips
But aware of the damage.
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10. |
111
00:44
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11. |
Grow
05:03
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Withered daisy
I fall apart
Where do I float
Where do I go from here?
I don't know
How do I leave behind a mountain of doubt buzzing in my brain
How to I annihilate the feeling that I've caused so much pain
What does it mean to be the happiest version of me that I could be?
How do I see myself as I would anybody else?
Should've just turned around
Time's not on your side
And you know there's no way out
Everything's been going on for too long
And forgiveness only runs so far
Winter and weakening
Will you sit here with me and talk about how I used to be?
And all the things that I've seen
Screaming my lungs out
Why can't you hear me?
Can't find any comfort in the right place
Feel like my mother’s one disgrace
Maybe I'm looking for all the answers in the wrong way
I'm sorry for not coming clean
You should've just turned around
Mistakes planting seeds of doubt
You should've just turned around
Time's not on your side
And you know there's no way out
Somehow you keep on lying to yourself
Who am I to throw stones, what do I know?
I'm the one who never grows
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