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Open Wound
04:07
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Kick the chair out from beneath me
Watch as my arms flail
For friends and ropes and things that I can trust
Whatever you and I, we used to be
I think we both agree that what stands between us now
It is not love and it will cost us
How I pay for this
But I pay in precious pain and friends that I have yet to miss
This youth was wasted on all these happy endings we were promised
But I'm not sure exist
You make it harder to stay convinced
Pull the thread out from my tires
And watch as I derail
I'll come apart in ways you never dreamed
Tye it up into a box and sink it in the sea
Where conviction goes to drown
Through the screen I watch you bury me
There's panic in your voice
A death rattle on the line
Oh, how I pay for this
But I pay in precious pain and friends that I have yet to miss
This youth was wasted on all these happy endings we were promised
But I'm not sure exist
It's getting harder to stay convinced
Is it worth it, just to move on?
I have tried to, it came out wrong
Time has found a way to bury me
Oh, how I pay for this
But I pay in pounds of flesh and memories the I so dearly miss
There's so much more to lose
If leaving me behind was the best thing that you could do
Time is an open wound
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In Heaviness
03:09
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It's such a waste to curse your heart again
In heaviness you found me, my old friend
Do we both get what we wanted?
All your conscience clearing only leaves me haunted
Tell me everything you meant to say
Try to compensate for all that we have paid
It's just not worth it anymore
I can't fix the whole you tore
Watch me wither in a parking lot
I need reminding of the good things that I'm not, or not enough
I grind my teeth right down to dust
Now there are streets that I can't bring myself to go down
I'm sure you've seen the way that I've let myself go
Now I take photographs as reminders, to keep track
Of how far that I can go before there is no coming back
I can't come back from this
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Fall/Apart
04:03
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They turn it on when they're under my skin
Hanging from the circles from beneath my eyes
Since I decided that I won't let sleep in
When I've got better things to occupy my time
I can't turn it off
And I'm convinced that you think that means I don't try
I can't burn it off
That just burns it deeper down inside my mind again
You stutter till your suffocating
That can't choke the thoughts out from inside my head
I'm sure that it's so frustrating for you
Waiting on a miracle to strike me dead
Just to turn it off
For me would take a movement from the hand of God
Just to burn it off
I'm sure that's what you wanted bur for me I'm not convinced
You're so familiar, are you sure we haven't met somewhere?
I am trying, but I can't make you care
You were someone I was certain time would never change
But I've been so low I don't expect you to stay
Soon enough I find you under my skin
Hanging from the circles from beneath my eyes
Now you're the reason that I won't let sleep in
If you say that there's hope for me then I should try
Try to turn it off
Or just to find a way to make it through the night
Try to burn it off
Without it burning deeper down inside my mind again
Now every season has a sickness the I can't escape
A new way to bleed, another reason to break
There were moments when I swore that we had come so close
But we always end in an overdose
Soon enough I find you under my skin
Looking for the tipping point, or where this starts
Or all the reasons that I won't let sleep in
Everything around me seems to fall apart
Winter I froze over
In spring the problems start
In summer I burn like hellfire
But in fall I fall apart
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Concern
03:52
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A stall out two decades deep
With miles to go before you let me sleep
I've been told I should regret the things I've done
But I lost faith in my feelings when all my feelings were young
This apartment is a tomb and I will bleed out on my bed
As I'm crushed beneath the could have beens
And things I should have said
It's a current running through my all night drives and your new friends
What's left for us when all this dust has settled, in the end?
An ache that we won't escape
Dig deeper and deeper until the hope's erased
It's not enough for me to hear you say you're sorry
I want to see you broken, like I break
This apartment is a tomb and I will bleed out on my bed
As I'm crushed beneath the could have beens
And things I should have said
It's a current running through my all night drives and your new friends
What's left for us when all this dust has settled, in the end?
Drag me along
But things won't change
I'm still alone
I can't escape
This sinking feeling
I wish you'd stay
I don't feel anything for anyone
except the need to push them all away
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