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Count To Three
04:11
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Count to three, then make your mind up
I know it's not easy but who said it would be?
Don't stare - or they might see you there
Cause you know that you don't like talking
Just a bit more then you hate being on your own
I wanna leave
"It's time I get going"
Im checking my phone as if I'm
late to be somewhere
Then silence fills the air
And I walk home undecided
If I lack confidence or I hate to see you close
Still haven't made up my damn mind
And I never will
There's not enough time to kill
Usually counting works best for me
Stuart once had told me
"That to free your mind you've gotta live your life in the moment"
But lately I just can't get out of my head
Am I losing touch?
Cause I can't find the nerve to try
And I think about it all the time
Still haven't made up my damn mind
And I never will (And I never will)
There's not enough time to kill
You let me live inside your mind
And it hurt like hell (Yeah it hurt like hell)
When you kicked me out
Looking up symptoms on web MD
Convinced that there's something wrong with me
Cause you're a thought that drives laps in record time on a circuit
And lately I just can't get out of my bed
Where you used to park and multiply that list of reasons why
I can't etch you out of my own mind
Yeah I was thinking I could write this off
But now I see you everyday
(Now I see you everyday)
Through the screen of my phone
(Through the screen of my phone)
When it broke I thought I'd be okay. Hey
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Val
03:26
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Going for a walk
Cause I'm going through a lot
And whenever I talk I feel stupid
Invasive thoughts
I won't ever fend off and
There making me feel like I'll die soon
All that I need
Are words of affirmation
Count me down from three
Oh Valentina
Pick me up from off the floor
And out of my feelings
Take off today and baby help me to forget
We can make a mockery of plans we didn't set
Just hold out a hand for me
You don't need to hold back
Tell me what I need
Like try new things
Let go of that thing
And when the world starts caving in
Your dread possessed & burrowing
Bring it out of me
All that I need
Are words of affirmation
Count me down from three
Oh Valentina
Pick me up from off the floor
And out of my feelings
Maybe one day
I'll be better
Maybe one day
Will be forever
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Ektachrome
03:39
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Instead of sitting around I spent the whole night practicing how
To speak clear and loud cause I'm mumbling all the time
Doubt came and slithered around and wound its way around my collar
Some words were slipping out, constricted I complied
To a negative thought pattern that had manifestly altered my place in life
Head over my shoulder when I should be looking forward and I know that's why
I misalign
Where I am all the time
Now look around they're gone
Janitors are cleaning up
I'm stuck in a rut
Thinking about giving up
Maybe I'll find force of will
Instead of always starting over, getting sick of it
Always starting over and feeling like shit
And I'm feeling like shit
Out of my comfort zone I spent the whole night talking backward
I thought I'd get along and peek inside their minds
I'm drifting in and out the basement walls sure keep me stupid
Ain't much to talk about and I used up all my lines
Then you took Ektachrome photos, every shot was out of focus I
Could not help but notice that I looked so tired
Everyone kept asking if I smoked too much or hadn't
Had much sleep that past week cause I looked so high
But I was losing touch, much to like I thought I would
I'm still in that rut, thinking about giving up
Maybe I'll find force of will
Instead of always starting over, getting sick of it
Always starting over and feeling like shit
Oh here it comes again
Doubt restricting all of my relationships
Every year I'm older I miss all my friends
I just can't keep up with them
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Malcom's hoping that I'll set things right
Parallel and shoaling out of sight
My bones stubborn to avoid the strife and
Sit out somewhat helplessly but some things aren't that easy anymore
I guess I'll stick around
As if I've got nothing to lose
My friends all tried to warn me
I had to see it through
Subsequently I was acting shy
April's friends all got me way too high
In confidence she'd let me read her mind
And I'd long for my ignorance but some things aren't that easy anymore
I guess I'll stick around
As If I've got nothing to lose
My friends all tried to warn me
I had to see it through
Oh why can't I just let it out?
Guess I was scared of looking dumb saying all of my thoughts
But what's a judge if you don't give no fucks?
You gotta walk first before you can run and I don't wanna stall
I guess I'll stick around
As if I've got nothing to lose
My friends all tried to warn me
I had to see it through ya
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