1. |
Regain My Footing
03:02
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I wanna kill the keeper, lick the blood of my lip
chasing those dreams away with that awful tape
and I don’t mean to fake it, when I’m feeling alone
I can’t regain my footing even to my close friend
my fear’s that who I wanna be means nothing at all to me
I wanna kick the habit, makes me shallow and dry
hey hello how’s it? I’ve missed you brother where have you been?
and I don’t mean to fake it, when I’m feeling alone
I can’t regain my footing even to my best friend
my fear’s that who I wanna be means nothing at all to me
my fear's that who I wanna be means nothing anymore to me.
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2. |
I'm Your Man
02:37
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Ill see you later
I’m going back inside
do you still need me?
does it matter?
baby I’m your man
Do you feel better?
not gonna fight you.
do I regret it?
does it matter?
baby I’m your man
I’ll see you later
i’m going back inside
do I regret it?
Does it matter?
baby I’m your man
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3. |
Moving Forward
03:15
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morning overcast, remember when I saw you
kettle on the stove is moaning and I’m feeling old
the highway always groans
bruise on my left shoulder, blanket’s on I’m feeling cold
my hands are shaking bad, the bed is empty i feel sad.
the highway always groans
Why is moving forward such a pain?
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4. |
Gulp It Down
02:12
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Just because you say your sorry
doesn’t mean you understand
how you hurt me or why you’re wrong.
gulp it down
clean the laundry off the floor
condescending small remark
wish sometimes my friends would
treat me like a person.
gulp it down
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5. |
I Don't Wanna Die
03:07
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My mattress old, my couch is new
my friends are fake, my love is true.
I am your friend I am your man
we’re out of school we don’t have plans.
I don’t wanna die
You are my girl we are so young
we are just kids we are no one.
You are my girl we are so young
your family’s rich, so let’s have fun.
I don’t wanna die
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6. |
Lonely
03:07
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keep the backdoor open.
the sunlight irritates my eyes, but I live for the warm rainy air
the window-top open a crack for gutter rain to fall.
my palms are soft, my throat — like sandpaper
your voice — like salty breath — your lips are close to mine
but i’m stuck in my head
it took me three years to find i’m not lonely anymore.
backseats of your car, they’re felt or leather, I can’t remember.
keep your headlights on, your coat is heavy your breath is warm,
there’s rain in your hair.
it took me three years to find i’m not lonely anymore.
it took me three days to find I forgot what I’d been looking for.
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7. |
Rotten Avocado
03:29
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The coffee mug is on the table, he’s walking home from work.
the car stops at the liquor store, some people change for the worse.
The summer’s hotter than last year, the neighborhood is getting stuffy.
The highway bridge is finally built, it’s not the worst I’ve ever felt.
Help me, I’ve fallen and I cannot get up.
Please help me, I’m falling and cannot seem to get up.
God help me, I’ve fallen and I cannot get up.
The rotten avocado’s rolling next to the garbage bags.
My yellow yolk is separating, my day-to-day is moving slow.
Please help me I’ve fallen and I cannot get up.
I’m sorry, my mom called and I have to go home.
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