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Cradle
03:16
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I bruise easily
So don't push me around
If you want me to look pretty
I got cold feet
Racing bare-foot
Through the possibilities in my head
I stopped listening
Now I'm spiraling
Seducing bad thoughts as they pass
And there's a reason why
I can't get the words off my tongue
How long before I choke
On masturbatory apologies meant for you
I felt ugly
I wouldn't know validation
If she were lying in my bed
I poured gasoline
On a spark you were having
That I mistook for the sun
When I was dumb enough to look
You stopped listening
now you're spiraling
Suppressing bad thoughts with your laugh
And there's a reason why
I can't get the words off my tongue
How long before I choke
On every word
Meant for you
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2. |
Fever Dreams
04:09
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I catch your signals in my head
Bounce them back and forth
Off your eyes; back to my old lies
Let me go
Every beat to your heart
Is a tic towards death
I've lost the feeling
Faster than I thought I would have
I feel love
I feel love
I feel love
I feel disconnection twice as much
Small talk and gestures to your room
I feel like we've lost the tune
The parties gone
And the lights are off
Every breath under your nose
Is a soft reminder
That the feeling is flooding in
And slipping through my hands
I feel love
I feel love
I catch your sickness in my arms
Hit the floor again; back to my feet
My stomachs sinks
I cave in
I lost the feeling faster than
You thought I would have
I've become another thing
For you to waste time on
A line in your address book you've put to bed
There's a wall for every season we spent
Lying down when the sun is up
Fever dreams they come in threes
Like bad reminders
That the ceiling is crumbling
The rain drowns out my plans
I feel love
I feel love
Feel disconnection twice as much
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Because the shadow around your eyes
Can keep me in the dark for days
You stain my lips your favorite shade
Bleeds on your cups and on your smokes
Our day dream void has been filled with
Sentiments, and politics,
And anything we can come up with
And solitary became
The metropolitan version of
Isolation wrapped around my skin
In fruition where I fixate like an open invitation
Save the pixels in my head
Just like a photograph
Because the bags around my eyes
Can keep this talk for twenty four
You work the days, and I work nights
So I'm like a zombie in your world
Your day dream boy has been tricking you
With compliments, and confidence,
And anything he can get away with
'Cause in this dream I had
You're wrapped around his finger like a spell
And I can't break it
With the existential reasons that I have
In a familiarly melancholy frequency
Somehow a wave length finds you near
It all crumbles down
Like the dust of my favorite designer drug,
And I'm holding out my tongue
To catch the rest of what I can
Before the dopamine runs out
You send me back to crave it bad
Can't put numbers to the words
Or words to how it felt
When it was simplified
I quantified the cataclysmic fall
From here to there is like
The distance I've been closing off for years
And now I'm somewhere in the middle
Still surprised you met me here
I'm still surprised you've met me here
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4. |
Vicious Circle
03:50
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I'm running on fumes
But you breathe them in,
And transcend the limits
I am foolishly amused
In the worst ways babe
I'm a vicious circle made for you
Detox on the floor
Keep the lock on the door
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Your words are hitting hard again
Racing through my thoughts until there's
Nothing left to do
Lazy afternoons
Queasy energy
From here to the moon
Wasn't good enough for you
And the space we've put between
The world keeps changing colors
Every letter is upside down
I crawl inside my skin
Make a nest and sink right in
Effortless apologies
Pour out of me before I ever speak
Sleepy eyes
Thoughts of you
Once a day
Nothing new
How are you?
Good I guess
Still chasing life on a nine to five
Give my charm a break
I've gotta fake to make it
Until I'm face to face with
The desperate things I push away
I'm a basket case
Thirty six hours staying awake
Coffee stains on the page
Where I write about sleep
Bad dreams, bad luck,
Broken mirrors at my feet
I'd kill for comatose
I'll let my eye lids close when my ego has
Nothing left to prove
Crazy as it seems
A hundred things to change
Same sad ways to stay the same
Apologist
Pity party novelist
The walls keep changing patterns
The ceilings are upside down
I crawl inside my skin
Make a nest and sink right in
Effortless apologies
Pour out of me before I ever speak
Sleepy eyes
Thoughts of you
Once a day
Nothing new
How are you?
Good I guess
Still chasing life on a nine to five
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5. |
Desperate, Again
03:29
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I'm feeling desperate again
Shed off all of my skin
For a night in your t-shirt
Gave me your favorite pen
Just to write me off
And be sure to make it personal
I'm stuck in nervousness now
Won't be sticking around
To see where it leads to
I'm getting sick of the lies
Can you make up your mind?
All the booze and the clubs
Has its ups and it's downs
But lately just lonely
I've been trapped in your roos
Tryna sound the alarm
There's no exit to run to
I'm under chemical spells
That you kept in your purse
To speed up my impulse
I'm getting sick of the lies
Won't you make up your mind?
I'm feeling desperate again
Shed off all of my skin
For a night in your t-shirt
Gave me your favorite pen
Just to write me off
And be sure to make it personal
I'm stuck in nervousness now
Won't be sticking around
To see where it leads to
I'm getting sick of the lies
Won't you make up your mind?
I need to know
How much you're giving in
All I want
Are your symptoms
Eating me
I need to know
How much you're giving in
All I want
Are your symptoms
All that I want
All that I want
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Ugly Summer Denver, Colorado
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