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Sleeping in on an ottoman
I must have passed out on last night
No regrets, we’ll still be friends
As long as you still stay in touch
But I know that’s asking way too much
Send a text but you just forget
Maybe we’ll meet up in a month
You liked my post then went to bed
I didn’t get it when Thomas said
“I guess this is growing up”
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Local Man Drinks Alone
02:50
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There’s 37 cracks on the sidewalk
From your front door to my car
And I’m just glad I’m sober enough to drive
There’s 8 missed calls on my cell phone
From the time I got home and unlocked my door
3 messages of you slurring how much you need me
He’s telling me things I don’t care about
While I’m sitting quietly on your couch
And you’re laughing at all of his dumb jokes at my expense
This stupid hoodie’s not at all warm
Cold walk to the watering hole
Where there’s enough alcohol to wash this feeling out
This stupid body’s not good enough
And I don’t know how to make a better one
But I’m good at excuses so who the hell knows
I don’t like when you say you need me
Don’t you worry you won’t find me in the obituaries
I hate when you say that you need me
If you find me it won’t be in the obituaries
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Blue Hair, Summer Air
03:02
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You can call me a dreamer
Because I sleep about 14 hours a day
I know all this wishful thinking
Won’t keep the monsters at bay
I was dancing in the moonlight
You were sleeping in the back seat
I was sipping 151 and singing softly
It’s not that easy when summer’s ending
And you barely accomplished anything but sleeping in
And Just like the dead leaves you pray the wind will carry you somewhere else
She dyed her hair blue
Showed up with a brand new attitude
And to think that I thought that I was over you
How’s your new boyfriend
Heard you got a nice place in a good part of town
I’m still trying to sort out my life but I guess I’m still doing swell
It’s not that easy when summer’s ending
And you barely accomplished anything but sleeping in
And Just like the dead leaves you pray the wind will carry you somewhere else
I’ll light your cigarette
As long as you grace me with your presence
All I can see is your silhouette
But I can tell you’re smiling
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Oh my god
I swear I’ll drink myself to death if I have to hear another story about your boring fucking friends
Oh my god
I swear I’ll crash this fucking car if you don’t stop bringing up your Instagram
It’s just like you to think I can
It’s just like you to sit right there
It’s just like me to avoid everything
And it’s just like you to overstay your welcome
It’s just like you to think I care
And it’s just like me to sit right here
And it’s just like you to always overshare
And it’s just like me to suffer with a smile on
It’s just like you to think I can
It’s just like you to sit right there
It’s just like me to avoid everything
And it’s just like you to overstay your welcome
Oh my god
I swear I’ll drink myself to death as long as I don’t have to listen to you talk
Oh my god
I swear I’ll crash this fucking car if you don’t stop
Oh my god
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Saint Anthony
03:23
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I know this neighborhood like the back of my hand
So I will cut through the alley so I can get right there
That way you don’t have to feel alone or sad
I guess I should leave around 7 or 8
Because my girlfriend hates when I stay too late
Even though I don’t mind the lack of sleep
And you lost yourself when you left Water Street
And I lost myself around the age of 23
I’m sitting on the back porch looking at the night sky
But there’s too much light pollution so I guess I’ll go inside
And tell myself I’m going to bed early
You called me on my drive home
Then you fell asleep on the telephone
While you were hiding from your fiance in the front seat of your car
You lost yourself on a beach in California
And I lost my lunch in the bathroom of a dive bar
And you lost your love of swing bands and romance novels
I lost most of myself last fall
If you pray to saint anthony
He’ll help you find all your lost things
Don’t know if it’s true
But I’d like to believe
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Adjust my pants so they look like they fit
Wipe my hands just below my pockets
Replay all the conversations I had with myself in the mirror
Taking mental notes of everything you say
So I can bring ‘em up on a later date
And hope you’ll feel impressed
Or at least provide proof that I was listening
This feels like the first time
I’m sure it won’t be the last
But right now darling
I’m brave enough to ask
I don’t do this much
I don’t want to fuck things up
Adjust your glasses so you can get a better view
At least I’m telling myself that I’m sure it’s not true
Self-confidence is just you lying to yourself
But I don’t have time to overthink things right now
I was wondering if you wanted to go out
I don’t smoke but I could use some air and good conversation
We could talk about the shitty bands in the living room
Or whatever it is you love to do
My stupid friends are watching us like we’re some sort of soap opera
This feels like the first time
I’m sure it won’t be the last
But right now darling
I’m brave enough to ask
I don’t do this much
I don’t want to fuck things up
This feels like the first time
I’m sure it won’t be the last
But right now darling, dear
I’m drunk enough to ask
I don’t do this much
I don’t want to fuck things up
I wouldn’t say it’s love but I hope it’s at least like,
Shy voice, burn marks on a sofa seat
Sweaty palms, talking on a balcony
Curfew, I don’t ever want you to leave
Soft laugh, dying in humidity
Shaky knees, dancing on a balcony
I know it’s late but I don’t ever want you to leave
(this feels just like the first time)
Shy voice, burn marks on a sofa seat
(I’m sure it won’t be the last)
Sweaty palms, talking on a balcony
(Right now darling)
Curfew, I don’t ever want you to leave
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I've turned off my phone again
I've fallen off the deep end
Called off of work so I can just sleep in and start drinking by noon
I haven't really spoke to you or really even left my room
I've gotten great at video games and forgetting to eat
All my friends are so in love and full of useless love advice
While I'm sitting up at midnight pretending my cat's my therapist
Why the hell am I doing this?
If I could just follow through with my new year’s resolutions
I'd probably feel a whole lot better
But i can't seem to commit to anything except for
passing out and bailing early
I'm trapped online again reading through old messages
but the truth is I was just as depressed as I am now
Maybe we can talk it out, I never really thought about
What it'd be like if I could find some meaning in my life
If I could just follow through with my new year’s resolutions
I'd probably feel a whole lot better
But I can't seem to commit to anything except for
smoking weed and forgetting to call my mom
(I'm sorry mom)
Sorry if I'm over thinking
You can only put so much on your back burner before your house burns down
or until you drown trying to sort it all out
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8. |
All I Can Give
04:44
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Showed up late
Tell everyone I’m sorry
I hate to be this way
But you should all know by now
Aimed for a passing grade
But never reached much further
Ain’t life so strange
My mind’s old but my body feels older
Started counting lines
Around the corners of my eyes
Recounted the times
Through too many beers so my words barely worked
Thought of you last night
Not really sure if I made you proud
So I just sleep at least in my dreams you’re proud of me
Are you?
You can’t, you can’t stay in bed forever
Just because things didn’t go as planned
You can’t, you can’t sleep forever
The sun will lick your skin and wake you from the dead
You can’t, you can’t hide forever
Cuts and scrapes will heal, lost parts grow back
You can’t, you can’t lie forever
I know it hurts but the truth is it won’t last
You can’t, you can’t stay in bed forever
Just because things didn’t go as planned
You can’t, you can’t sleep forever
The sun will lick your skin and wake you from the dead
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Do you have any tattoos you regret
I heard he only has girlfriends
Do you think that maybe you’re lying to yourself again
I heard history repeats itself
I swear nothing ever works out
If anything, I’m living proof of that
She asks if I recall the times where she fell so low
She likes to show off her scars like they're trophies
We’ll stay up past our bedtimes
We’ll talk about our old lives
Do you think that maybe I’ve been lying to myself again
Ditching work just to sleep in
I guess it’s kind of fitting
We’re listening to a playlist I made when I was 16
She asks if I recall the times where she fell so low
She likes to show off her scars like they're trophies
She asks why I’m up so late
I lie and say I’m doing great
The truth is I’m just getting stoned and watching too much TV
She asks if I recall the times before we grew dull
Before we started cancelling plans and got boring
She knows why I’m up so late
Tells me we should get a drink
I guess I’ll get dressed and meet you in 10
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Have you heard the story where I drowned
I never accounted for the undertow
I can barely keep my feet on solid ground
But I guess that’s some sort metaphor
My math teacher said I would be a fuck up
I don’t think he was that far off
Cause now I’m passed out on my brother’s couch
Who’s much more successful and smarter than me
I hate the way that my skin fits
I hate the way you say I lack confidence, no shit
Can’t you just listen
If I was braver, I wouldn’t be here right now
And I love the way you lie to me
Like you’re so talented and you’re so sweet
and how you say you need some sleep
And how you always forget to text me
And I love the way you lie to me
Like you’re so talented and you’re so sweet
and how you say you need some sleep
And how you always forget to text me
Yeah, I love the way you brush me off
As if to say you've have had enough
And now we don't speak for weeks
You swear you're not ignoring me
And I hate the way that my skin fits
And how you say I lack confidence no shit
Are you listening
Are you even fucking listening
And I love the way you lie to me
Like you’re so talented and you’re so sweet
and how you say you need some sleep
And how you always forget to text me
Have you heard the story where I drowned
I never accounted for the undertow
I can barely keep my feet on solid ground
But I guess that’s some sort metaphor
Have you heard the part where I apologize
For reasons I don’t comprehend
I’m sorry, I’m sorry
and I’m sorry you’re not
You’re sorry you’re not even listening
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