1. |
Group Hug Panic Attack
02:17
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We talk of misdirection
And a life we used to have
I hear my own heartbeat
As i'm pulling myself back
I wanna lie about
The truth but, I feel bad
It hurts to say this to you
When this is going nowhere fast
The chemicals we had
Are dancing on the past
Our group hug panic attack
Is all that we have left
I'm not lying
If we're not talking
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2. |
Technically Knocked Out
03:25
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No it's not that I don’t really give a shit
No i'm just getting good at it
And by that I mean just hiding my emotions
While i'm going through the motions
And I know that you think i'm a hypocrite
But it's just devil's advocate
For you while you’re not around
And you’re never around anymore
And I just thought it would be nice
To have someone on my side
But no ones on your side
When you play both sides alike
Oh the things I’ve tried to hide
Are the things I can’t deny
I go outside and smell the rain
Reminds of the good old days
I go to class, one that I hate
Reminds me of the fucking waste
And I know I don’t wanna be here
But the drugs sure make it easier
Now i'm walking home in the pissing rain
And all for couple seconds in your brain
When the sidewalk was caving in
And it hit me hard right there and then
That I lost all my ambitions
Who I am in transposition
You can call this burning out
When Im technically knocked out
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3. |
Dogwood
02:46
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You’re not mine
I woke up to find you
Left me a message at the beep
I dropped my phone and smashed the screen and its gone
And I won’t find out
I'm not growing up
I'm just getting older
And when I think about the things I want
It’s a state of mind not an object
I'm not growing up and
By your definition im a loser
And when I think about the time I’ve lost
No decimal could make me want this
I’m never growing up
And i'm not trying anymore
You’re not mine
I woke up to find you
Left me a message at the beep
I dropped my phone and smashed the screen and its gone
And I won’t find out
You’re not mine
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4. |
Spill It All
03:41
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I broke our promise
I just wanted to be honest, now i'm talking myself down
All the things I wanna be are clouded by my history
Looking back I know I’ve been insufferable
I fell in the pond staring at my reflection
In a feeling of doubt I caught from being alone
Deep in my chest there is an unwillingness
And an anchor that keeps me below
I broke our promise
I just wanna be forgotten that i'm in your spotlight now
How could I have never seen my narcissistic tendencies
The figure staring back at me looks miserable
I fell in the pond staring at my reflection
In a feeling of doubt I caught from being alone
Deep in my chest there is an unwillingness
And an anchor that keeps me below
You can spill it all
But i'm afraid that you will come to hate me
And If i spill it all
I'm afraid that you will go
I promised
I broke our promise
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5. |
Start Puffin' Boy
03:48
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I let my intuition fester
And watched my soul turn into sand
Talking to the wall I heard all the words I’d never spoke
Waiting for the inevitable
I wanna feel untouchable
When I'm standing in your driveway
When I slammed my fist into the table
I knew what it meant to be a man
My life had just begun and I’d aligned with the most fragile brand
Maybe I'm not man enough
There’s a voice in my head other men built up
I wouldn’t keep it quiet til I made mistakes
That i wouldn’t of had I trust my gut
So it's funny how I
Wanna lie now
It’s funny how you treat me now
I let my intuition fester
And watched my soul turn into sand
Talking to the wall I heard all the words I never spoke
Waiting for the inevitable
I wanna feel untouchable
When I'm standing in your driveway
Its funny how I
Have stabilized now
Funny how you wanna see me now
Its funny how I
Am telling lies now
Just like you lie now
As I lie down I hear the truth
I let my intuition fester
And watched my soul turn into sand
Talking to the wall I heard all the words I never spoke
Waiting for the inevitable
It made me feel uncomfortable
That i'm standing in your driveway
In your driveway
I won’t go away now
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6. |
Slow Drugs // Fast Love
02:25
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Wait I’m calling you
Everyone is talking about New Year's resolutions
I read the room but I guess I was missing something
And you’re writing something down but you keep it yourself
I track your movements as you beeline for the couch
My mind is wandering in all sorts of directions.
My name is being called but I pretend not to listen.
You talk of your new tattoo and why you got it there
I track your movements to the porch from which she stares
I said
All the thoughts inside my head
Don’t work like they once used to
Slow drugs and fast love
And slow months on fast drugs
It’s the worst I’ve ever felt
I wanna be just like I used to
But I jouska too much
I've lost touch with old love
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