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Wax
03:01
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Put on another record to bury all this hurt
When it makes me sadder, we can play it in reverse
The needle hits the vinyl and it shakes between each groove
I lay still on this mattress, but my spirit starts to move
I have never been here before
I have no idea what I want anymore
So shake me like I'm dying 'til I produce a sound
It may not be much longer 'til I'm not around
The sound I make is heavy, it'll shake you to your bone
She said she wants to spend more time, but I'd rather be alone
I have never been here before
I have no idea what I want anymore
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Hospitality
02:58
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Lifeless body staring at a blank wall
There's a party outside of my bedroom door
They can't come in.
No one is welcome
She keeps asking if she can spend the night
It's not working, and I cant put up a fight
She can't come in
No one is welcome
I would rather sleep than have you talk to me
I keep having dreams that don't mean anything
I've been drinking. The room's starting to shake
I'm persistent in causing my own self shame
Please just come in
No one is welcome
I would rather sleep than have you talk to me
I keep having dreams that don't mean anything
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3. |
Motivational Speech
02:52
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Find you a girl
Graduate college
Get you a job
Throw your life away
Buy you a house
That you'll never live in
You're never around
No one wants you here
If I could undo all the damage that my brothers did to me
I'd find truth in all of their falsehoods and cast them to the sea
I think that if I had worked hard enough, I'd finally be free
But I think that I'll just sit here complacently.
Goodbye to your wife
Goodbye to your family
Hello to a world that's tearing you limb from limb
If I could undo all the damage that my brothers did to me
I'd find truth in all of their falsehoods and cast them to the sea
I think that if I had worked hard enough, I'd finally be free
But I think that I'll just sit here complacently.
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4. |
Just Friends
03:00
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Content
03:11
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There was this letter I wrote to my father
I think maybe I got too brave
I said I'd consider his plans for my future
But never be currency's slave
I'm counting up failures
I'm surprised I'm still breathing
Failure's familiar, and she's always been with me
What's one more mistake for the week?
I've got all that I need, right here in front of me
Cigarettes and self-pity to pair with my coffee
In hopes that I don't go to sleep
There's this dream I keep having where my Jesus, he's sleeping
And he don't give a shit about me
I've got all that I need, right here in front of me
My friends and family are all that I need
I've got all that I need
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