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Anxiety
03:18
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Thirteen and alone, trapped inside the bathroom mirror,
Peering out at the brittle mold that I can’t break through.
All my thoughts are bullets and my brain is a loaded gun
These quaking hands can’t disarm the mental martyr I’ve become.
I don’t know what do, where to go
Where to go, where to go, where to go.
Nineteen and alone, feeling the fractures in my ribs,
I am shaking, I am a storm, I’m San Francisco 1906.
I’m calling at three in the morning in the midst of a panic attack.
All my friends they’re soundly sleeping, while I’m drowning in the black.
I don’t know what do, where to go
Where to go, where to go, where to go.
And I can’t eat and I can’t sleep
I would lie down, but I can't breathe
And I can’t eat and I can’t sleep
I’ve lost six pounds in just two weeks.
And I can’t eat.
And I can’t sleep.
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2. |
Two Bastards in Boston
03:16
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I imagined our apartment
In California, peering out at the sunset horizon.
Or on the east coast,
Somewhere in a high-rise,
With a perfect view of the Atlantic.
We'd sleep in
On weekdays
Make pancakes for dinner for fun.
But you're gone,
But you're gone,
And I'm all alone.
You plucked my heart
And slowly crushed it
When we went down south through North Carolina.
You were my peach
From Savannah, Georgia,
So sweet until the fruit began to spoil.
We used to sleep in
On weekdays
Skip classes and trade kisses just because.
But you're gone,
But you're gone...
But you're gone with him
Two bastards in Boston,
And you want my love
For you to be forgotten.
I spent the spring
Trying to make us blossom,
But it turns out that you
Were already rotten.
I imagined our house.
Me tending the garden.
Us growing old.
Me becoming a father.
I imagined a room filled with your paintings,
And hear you down the hall singing songs to our daughter.
And hear you down the hall singing songs to our daughter.
AND HEAR YOU DOWN THE HALL
SINGING SONGS TO OUR DAUGHTER.
But you're gone with him
Two bastards in Boston,
And you want my love
For you to be forgotten.
I spent the spring
Trying to make us blossom,
But it turns out that you
Were already rotten.
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3. |
Sick Love
03:15
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Streetlights glowing low in the summer heat.
August fading slow, the cold is coming for me.
You're on the phone miles across the sea.
I can't believe your words; you're sayin' you don't want me.
Hey, you're no fucking saint,
And I'm a simple man.
But between both of us at least I have compassion.
Keep your mouth shut,
Keep your heart locked,
You've got this sick love and
I don't want it anymore.
(Don't want it anymore.)
You've got this twisted view that you're the casualty.
Did it occur to you how terribly you wrecked me?
I bet you tell your friends I didn't treat you right.
Say what you need to say to help you fall asleep at night.
Well, you're no fucking saint,
And I'm a simple man.
But between both of us at least I have compassion.
Keep your mouth shut,
Keep your heart locked,
You've got this sick love and
I don't want it anymore.
(Don't want it anymore.)
Keep your mouth shut,
Keep your heart locked,
You've got this sick love and
I don't want it anymore.
Keep your mouth shut,
Keep your heart locked,
You've got this sick love and
I don't want it anymore.
(Don't want it anymore.)
I. Don't. Want it anymore.
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4. |
Ghosts in Bloom
03:19
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Walked among the trees and they said,
“Thank you for your tears, for our roots
I gutted myself on the branches of the truth.”
What did the flowers really tell you?
Tell me, what did the flowers really tell you?
‘Cause they whisper to me,
You’re not the light they believed you to be.
Maybe I’ll find sunlight someday soon,
But I know I won’t find it here with you.
Maybe I’ll find sunlight someday soon,
But I know I won’t find it here with you.
Artificial and fluorescent,
You have a half-moon smile.
The crescent, oh so adolescent
Like you and your childish heart.
Stupid heart not knowing exactly what it wants.
Playing along for the sake of fun,
You are not who I thought.
Maybe I’ll find sunlight someday soon,
But I know I won’t find it here with you.
Maybe I’ll find sunlight someday soon,
But I know I won’t find it here with you.
You’re no full moon.
We’re ghosts in bloom.
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5. |
Winnipeg
04:24
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Hey Winnipeg, tell me how you’re doing.
Is it Autumn there, or is it still raining?
It’s fifteen hours to see what you’re seeing,
I want to be drunk with you inside the city.
Your body calls me like a siren,
I’ve been dreaming about you for too long.
When I wake up, I wish we could be touching.
I hope you’re always humming this song
God damn, you look holy
God damn, I want to kiss you
I was born screaming these blasphemies
But you’re so beautiful,
I hope God will forgive me
Hey Winnipeg, tell me are you lonely?
I’ve got some wine, and some hours for us only.
It’s just two hours through airports and taxis.
If you can wait, I’ll be holding you shortly.
Your body is a lush, blooming garden.
You’ve been hiding from my heart for too long.
When I wake up, I hope we could be touching
In my bones, you’ve been the loudest song.
God damn, you look holy
God damn, I want to kiss you
I was born screaming these blasphemies
But you’re so beautiful,
I hope God will forgive me
It’s miles and borders, you’ve never been farther,
I want you closer.
God damn, you look holy
And God damn, do I want to kiss you.
I was born screaming out these blasphemies
But you’re so beautiful,
I know God will forgive me.
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6. |
Two Bodies; A Bonfire
04:06
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Clutching bottles on the back porch
And I can’t stop staring at your eyes.
We’re drunk on stars and cheap beer
Just two bodies and a bonfire,
Just two bodies and a bonfire.
I held you so close
I could swear that your skin was mine.
Summer heat traded underneath these sheets like we’re
Two bodies as a bonfire,
Like we’re two bodies and a bonfire.
One week in the city,
Dear Chicago never felt so alive.
I’ve been lost, you’re my north star
I’m missing your body and a bonfire.
I’m missing your body and a bonfire.
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7. |
The Craze and The Calm
03:29
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I can't say I'm surprised you took my life;
Spun it 180 on me.
Dead-faced and dizzy, I'm revitalized. Open my eyes,
You're the first thing I see.
I'm a frantic romantic with sweaty palms,
That's why you hold me tighter.
I've fought temptation to fall for so long
But I can't fight it all.
You're the calm that I've always needed.
You're the bandage for when I am bleeding.
You put a pattern to my scattered pieces.
Don't be afraid, we will make our way through this.
I ache to taste you again;
Two tongues danced all through the weekend.
Your eyes are cliches, made so perfect.
In periphery, we blur but still see our hearts dilate.
You're the calm that I've always needed.
You're the bandage for when I am bleeding.
You put a pattern to my scattered pieces.
Don't be afraid, we will make our way through this.
On and on, I fight, I fall,
I always sing a lonely song.
I feel, I flee, concede,
I need the calm.
You're the calm that I've always needed.
You're the bandage for when I am bleeding.
You put a pattern to my scattered pieces.
Don't be afraid, we will make our way through this.
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8. |
Saltwater (Acoustic)
04:19
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It's raining salt in your bedroom tonight.
Your tears explode like dynamite.
You’re crossing oceans but I’m drowning in lakes
Trying to get over six month worth of mistakes.
You're leaving town in a couple of days,
Is there nothing I can do to make you stay?
You’ve always loved me in the worst kind of way
This is my honesty the best I can say.
If you expect more from me, you'll end up disappointed.
'Cause if you expect more from me, you'll end up empty-handed.
It's raining salt in my bedroom tonight.
My heart explodes like dynamite.
Jumping off mountains and then diving into lakes,
Trying to get over six months worth of mistakes.
I’ve been alone for a couple of days,
Opening wounds now the scars will stay.
You’ve always loved me in the worst kind of way
I'm being honest what do you want me to say?
If you expect more from me, you'll end up disappointed.
'Cause if you expect more from me, you'll end up empty-handed.
Do I leave you empty?
Do I leave you sad?
Do I leave you empty?
Do I leave you sad?
Do I leave you empty?
Do I leave you sad?
Well if I leave you empty,
You'll have nothing in your hands.
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9. |
Stumble (Acoustic)
05:30
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Brazen and careless we jumped through the seasons
Golden in autumn, our heartbeats so fearless.
Shoelaces knotted but tripped over fingers.
You smile like an angel, your heaven it lingers.
We've fallen for each other,
Such young October lovers.
We've fallen like the leaves.
As winter will freeze everything.
I stumble a little bit every time I see you.
My laces tied, I fall in these shoes.
My heart you tied, my body will lose.
I stumble a little bit,
I stumble a little bit now.
Reckless and careless, we're broken and beaten.
The fading of colors, both our hearts are bruising.
With shoelaces muddied and dirt on our fingers,
We're faux intertwined all the stains they will linger.
We've fallen for each other,
Such dumb October lovers.
We've fallen like the leaves.
As winter will freeze everything.
I stumble a little bit every time I see you.
My laces tied, I fall in these shoes.
My heart you tied, my body will lose.
I stumble a little bit,
I stumble a little bit now.
I wanna run away from you,
But you tied me down.
Tied me down with your hair,
Little thing like that makes me fall (under soil and dirt).
Tied me down at first sight,
Little girl like you makes me fall (and we're buried here now).
Everything else gets a little muddy every time I see you (you tied me down)
Everything else gets a little muddy every time I see you
I stumble a little bit every time I see you.
My laces tied, I fall in these shoes.
My heart you tied, my body will lose.
I stumble a little bit,
I stumble a little bit now.
I wanna run away from you
But you tied me down.
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Ocean Glass Chicago, Illinois
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