1. |
Blue Drank
03:07
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An open door
Leads to a darker hallway
Where I can not see my hands
In front of my face
And it's killing me to know
This is more than I can show
And the same things
That make it hard to see
All the ones you say are
Ruining me
Drowned out again
By the shit that we had so much fun with
Laying in the rooms we're
Bound to fucking die in
But I am safe
Safe inside your apartment
Where I can not hear my thoughts
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2. |
Fine in Jersey
04:19
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The smoke in your sheets
The secrets you keep
I don't wanna believe
The long drive home
You bitch and moan
How you don't wanna be here
So i'll
I'll take back my clothes
But we both know that you can't
Take back time
Pictures in a draw
That meant so much more
But now they don't mean shit
But i'm doing fine in Jersey
Where you left me here to die
And you'll never see my face
When you open up your eyes
And I find it kind of hard to think
I will ever love again
Cause you took my heart the day you left
Ran to maryland
Those perfect lips
The ones that would quit
Smoking cigarettes
That time in your dorm
We hid from the storm
And everyone we knew
I wanted to know if you could please come home
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3. |
After Dark
04:10
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And when the walls start caving in
And I remember where i've been
And then we walk down to the park
Where we smoke after dark
It was just today
This was the first time in a while
That i've felt okay
If only for a moment than it washed away
If only for a moment
I could spend my life
Just waiting for the answers to it all
I had that dream about you
Where we walked away
I had that dream about you
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4. |
Exoskeleton
04:12
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Not sure what you expected when you threw it all away
There is no room for cowards and there will be a price to pay
This haunting realization that all has gone to waste
Thoughts of leaving all behind I struggle to erase
You wouldn't know a good thing if it hit you in the face
What you know as home might let in you
But it's running out of space
Trying to forgot these thoughts staring through the walls
An exoskeleton that's strong but everything else falls
And all days spent we wasted away
Sitting in your car, hearing all the same songs
All the words were left unspoken from all the times the plans were broken
I'm done playing the victim and waiting for your call
So don't act like you respect me when you never cared at all
I'm holding on to nothing and my grip is getting weak
Maybe open up your mind the next time you speak to me
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