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Fall/Rise
03:30
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This is not what it seems. Wasted, and not that clean.
This is not my face. This is not my name. You are not my taste. I'm spilling out my feelings.
Don't say you tried your best when you can't feel your chest.
This is not my face. This is not my name. You are not my taste. I'm spitting out my feelings.
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Alone
01:29
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Last night i burned the flowers down that makes me think of better days and where I am. Every single thought of what we had and every song that we sang together is locked inside. it fucks me up and makes me think of what we had and what i thought i needed. It pulls everything out of me to put all i had into you and you took that for granted. I didn't think you would.
Maybe i don't know what it's like to feel. I want to feel a little more comfortable.
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Why Should I Be Scared?
02:02
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The thought of growing up scares me half to death. Not all the way because i know there is always gonna be something or someone to fall back on. Every night i stay up late watching T.V. show that don't make any sense at all. The clothes on my back aren't dirty at all, but i change them anyway just to feel like i did something today.
If you wake up today and reconsider your life know that i do too. You're not alone in this fight. People think they know me but i promise that they don't. I promise.
Why should i be scared when i know i'll be in my chair every night doing the same thing over and over again.
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Note Worthy
04:05
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Went on a drive today and i questioned myself, "Why have I hurt for so long?" It's been lingering inside. i cant escape. i see you every day through thoughts and picture frames hanging from the walls in my brain.
I can't throw them away. They're untouchable because memories don't fade. I try and run but something just keeps holding me back. I'm tired of the rain but not of the sound it makes on the window pane.
I can't sleep. There's people on my mind. I wanna wake up and get happy again, but i'll sleep instead and wake up with a level head.
Four months had passed and i think about you every day. I know that I made mistakes. And i doubt you still lie awake with me in your mind. But i hope you still do so I can feel a little better about mine.
I can't escape. I see you every fucking day. It's not meant to be like this. We could have been something if it weren't for the shit in your head. I doubt you still think like that anymore.
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