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Fortunate way
02:58
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I felt a light above
A sign from someone’s son
On Sunday’s some people notice him too
I have forgotten some
And they say it’s because
I don’t like feeling like I’m any different from you
And what could I do?
But take me back from you
And what could I do?
Just take me back with you
The stories never done
And now you’ve had your fun,
I fall into a trap of all the things I’m used to
I’m not the only one
My weakness always comes from
All the little lies I was born into
And what could I do
But take me back from you
And what could I do?
Just take me back with you
They say to follow the light and to trust all of time
‘Cause it’s a fortunate way to look at things at least
I mean it does feel different when you’re here with me
But see, it seems impossible to find
Something here grand enough for me.
I can’t breathe
I can’t see
I can’t be enough for you
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Reflected by a mirror wide
Enough to see what covers me
I’m older now and yet somehow
It gets to loud and it starts to sound like
Bees cars beeps breeze
tanks moms dogs green
Everything sounds weird to me
Looking in the mirror and you look back
I gotta make a car out of trash and a coat rack
Hold back
Hold that weight it’ll bite back
And then I made a thought from a dream
It’s a price tag
Face facts
Full frappuccino for me tho
Ay griffy hows that?
‘Cause I just wanna pick up the pace
Observe and check your surroundings
Wanna make sure you’re safe
‘Cause I just want the minimum weight
My back and shoulders are failing
‘Cause of my stupid missed steps
And by the time that I look back its already gone
Ten steps ahead and theres something wrong here
Something to do with the sound here
Something that made it all seem clear
All of the words that seemed so near
I can only break it down so much
Crashing down over us
Make no sounds
I’ll adjust
Lonely son
Why’ve you waited so for long?
All this time I spent so dumb
Waiting for the other one
Stepping back I can believe you now
Always saying “don’t look down”
Always praying that they’ll come around
And I can’t help but say
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3. |
Loose ends tied
02:15
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I think I like it
But its the same thing all the time
You’re still invited
But please don’t ask me why
You think the time was worth it
But the moments passed you by
And by the time I left with you
I wondered
How things seemed where the light can hardly reach
And everyone shouts
“Oh my god”
What is that terrible pounding sound here?
We didn’t deserve it
Constantly funneled to our eyes
Flickering and turning
Collapsing colored blinds
Another night of faking it
And grinning till the pop
I know the simple truth of it and nothing not
But I don’t think it’s my fault anyways
Through the hard times
Looking back I can hear what I should have said
I wont talk loud
I can’t handle the pressure and
I can’t breathe out
I feel my lungs are collapsing in
All our lives searching for loose ends tied
Looking for compromise
Swimming in filthy lies
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My god
Half of my life on this dock
Where’s this boat when I need it to come?
It’s well past quarter to one
Now my phone’s dead
And this boats bound never to come
Feet on the ground in my little red boots
Waiting since I was a child
They told me my turn would come soon
But I’m stuck on this dock for a while
Lie down
Lost on the shore
I’ll wait for you
Why don’t you turn around
Last time I waited
I watched the hours go by
Put on my shades and closed my eyes
Swaying to the sound of the tide
Passengers, footsteps come by and by
Bide the time
Wait for the ride
And I don’t mind that the first time
You left I saw you lookin to your destination
And left me waiting
Wait for the ride
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When nature frustrates my projects
I don’t wait
I can’t relate
I don’t like when the morality’s corrected
Then suddenly words come out tumbling connected
Drifting
Listlessly, I am descended
In perfect form it gets neglected
Scatterbrained, I am pretending
Scatterbrained, I am
Autumn leaves
Are they rejected?
It’s what it seems
They took out the life of the maple tree
Piled on the earth
Yet It’s so hard to see where
The metaphor breaks
Because
I don’t want to die
But everybody lies
Sometimes
I feel like a rake in pile of mushy leaves
Feeling so trapped here and unable even to
Sometimes I feel like I’m hardly awake
And I’ve been having dreams that I think are mistakes.
And I see you there standing right over my chair
But my conscience brain tells me that nobody’s here
But I stand up and face you and race towards the wall
And I grab your neck push down and watch as you fall
I see millions of preachers and cavernous halls
And as breathlessness takes you, I laugh with them all
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6. |
Second chance, Pt. 1
01:18
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To my surprise
You saw my lies
And I looked down for a little bit
Don’t ask me how I died
It’s fine, I still looked down for little bit
I know your disappointed
So take me for another appointment
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7. |
Second chance, Pt. 2
02:20
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I don’t know what to say now
At the gates and everything okay now
I am basking in my sins
I win
I take it all back
You’ve given me a second chance at life
I don’t take the opportunity lightly
Its likely I’ll throw it all away
Heaven offers me deceit
I’m weak
Heaven offers me relief
I’m weak
Heaven’s cloudy
Everyone’s shouting at once
Can’t you see them?
All laughing loud from above
All the time it took to find the truth
Everybody looked and saw through you
It’s a lonely place devoid of faith
It’s an honest mistake
And it never changes
Im not surprised
It’s all a lie
I don’t regret looking down a bit
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Little box
02:35
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I sit patiently
Alright it’s the same for me
Don’t go
I know that the shows don’t impress you much
There’s this shred out doubt that keeps me in
Everyone around says it’s like this
My mom told me that I’m worth the world to her
I don’t know nothing about that
Take my hand and show them the lines that stretch across my palm
What’s the over-under on having my fate undone
Remember what I said to you
I hope it’s true
I know that the shows don’t impress you much
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Follow me into the rock face
It’s comforting
Finding a place where it’s right for me
Endless regrets begets suffering
Did you forget that it’s all a dream?
I spent my time here wandering
Staring out a window seat
I wonder if it’s time for me to get a grip on
The subset of all the numbers found
The regrets of all the suits around
I don’t wanna talk to you anymore
It makes sense to be here listless
but to think that theres nothing missing
I don’t wanna talk to you anymore
Won’t you lift me from this mess?
‘Cause god damn you’re living in excess
And you expect me too confess
Lest I lose my progress
Rain down
Leave me in that pit
And make me feel like I’ve lost it
I don’t think I’m gonna address it
It’s a sign of the times
That the paradigms aren’t right
And oftentimes
I stare down at my feet
At all the ants running around in service
To something bigger than them
And I hope that sometimes they look back at me
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