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TS Eliot
03:32
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I keep waking up to read the same torn piece of paper
The one that I wrote lines on a week ago, still crumpled on my floor
Bitter musings and quotes from sad movies made up so much of that smoke-tainted night
How could it ever feel right?
Chip away the mortar that's holding me together
Feels like treading water with concrete on my feet
I've made decisions to stay this way, shut out everyone around me
I've made decisions to stay this way, and I hope it doesn't kill me
Call it bad luck, or something more intangible that seems to be pulling me under.
Well, it's looking like my words are gonna fall so short again, while I write about the places that I could have been.
If I could just steady these nervous hands
Long enough to follow through with any of my plans
I've made decisions to stay this way, shut out everyone around me
I've made decisions to stay this way, and I hope it doesn't kill me
I can hear you singing, but I don't think you'll ever sing for me.
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I've been waging late-night wars with improper words
Just to push this over an edge
I'll bury myself alive, we all know that my throat's not dry
Overbearing delirium will lead this on tonight
This year has been wearing me down, I'll cut the ties and never turn around
Write off every stupid thing you've ever said to me
and this week has torn me apart
I fell down but I'll pick myself up off the ground without a sound
'cause I refuse to drown.
..and I haven't been motivated since I was seventeen
The floorboards in this house, they don't feel like home to me, and I'm lyin' in this mess I made.
We both know I won't let that get to me
This year has been wearing me down, I'll cut the ties and never turn around
Write off every stupid thing you've ever said to me
and this week has torn me apart
I fell down but I'll pick myself up off the ground without a sound
'cause I refuse to drown.
I put myself in these situations
you think I'd know by now
This was lost from the start, but who's keeping score?
I'll find my common ground
Drown these thought and rinse them out
I'm choking on this loss of words
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Watermarks
03:56
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Some days feel like flailing
Like I'm drowning in three feet of water, and all I have to do is stand up
to see things differently
'Cause I've spent seventeen months looking for the imagery in every little thing
Scratching out our words on the surface of this earth
We're still just watermarks on pages you'll never read
Some days feel like nothing
Like everything I do is just a routine involving you
But I've been looking for some clarity now
Yeah, I've gotta be something soon
'Cause I've spent seventeen months looking for the imagery in every little thing
Scratching out our words on the surface of this earth
We're still just watermarks on pages you'll never read
I've got my regrets all pinned up on my chest, and who I am always out on my sleeve
But these days
At this age
There are worse places to be
So here's to growing
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Glenmoor
04:26
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I've been wearing down the soles of my shoes just trying to find out what it feels like, to finally feel alright with where I am and who I've been
This tread has worn thin, but it still grips the ground beneath these bones
Cut down, your words came with a knockout
As if I'd actually care if they came from someone else, but all I hear now is the doubt ringing out in your voice
I've been wearing down the soles of my shoes just trying to find out what it feels like, to finally be alright with where I am and who I've been
This tread has worn thin, but it still grips the ground beneath these bones
shit.
If happiness is being miserable, then I want out.
I'll find my own way home from these empty streets and turn the lights out
I refuse to admit that I have to fit into your cutout standards
Your endless banter; It's all just shit.
I've been wearing down the soles of my shoes just trying to find out what it feels like, to finally feel alright with where I am and who I've been
This tread has worn thin, but it still grips the ground beneath my bones
I'd rather break bones than let this go.
Think we're fuckin' up? Well at least I'm where I want to be
Letting out my sanity through simple melodies
Staring at the walls like they're all that we'll ever see
With shaking hands we're writing songs to chase away the apathy
This is where my passion lies.
Think we're fuckin' up? Well, at least I'm where I want to be
Screaming out my lungs drunkenly
Staring at the walls
Letting out my sanity through simple melodies.
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Outdated and Overlooked
04:22
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I heard about the lights you leave on in your house
Just to keep from feeling alone
I spent the winter shoveling snow our fall together blew across my door
But I can't complain, no.
I'm trying to make this life worth remembering
Been trying to catch my breath but all I seem to do is trip and fall
Thought we closed the door on this frame of mind so many times
But you always seem to find me here
It's these social situations that are easier to leave than to be
Outdated and Overlooked
I've grown so apathetic towards what it is that I need to be
For you to see me
I'm trying to make this life worth remembering
Been trying to catch my breath but all I seem to do is trip and fall
Thought we closed the door on this frame of mind so many times
But you always seem to find me here
We've got a lot of wasted youth
Slipping through the cracks of the Denver skyline
I was hoping we could find the words to say that we're more than this
Come rest your head on my shoulder until we're ready to be alone again
I'm trying to make this life worth remembering
Been trying to catch my breath but all I seem to do is trip and fall
Thought we closed the door on this frame of mind so many times
But you always seem to find me here
It's not subtle, but it's what I have to say.
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