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Headass
02:11
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This room is closing in, I’m up a wall
I can’t believe that I made this work
Even the clearest heads and well-laid plans I’m lacking some sleep
After months of drying up I’m only discovering I’m weak
Take a look around and seen what it’s all become
Why did I do this?
Funny how all your interests are now all mine
I’m just afraid now to look inside
Will I live up to the man that modeled my life
When I can’t even comprehend keeping in line
Don’t worry I’m felling fine, No I’m alright, no need to worry about this guy
Ive got my horse blinders on, their nice and tight, can’t see to my left and to my right
Falling into a nice routine what band is this
I need my planner keep it filled and keep it clean
Everything I do I lean, it’s so heavy one small slip and then I break
Why did I do this?
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Mediocre Metrics
02:11
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Stacking all the bricks getting high wait for something to change
Running on three hours of sleep, give my body a break
Snag a new client, demo your new writing, make sure your friend’s invited, to the newest thing
Stacking’ all the bricks getting high for something to change
Pulling myself apart until I have no one else to blame
But you, and you, and you, and me
I can feel the coming scene, where I’m burnt out and broke and passion leaves
Put me down I’m done
Work hard, sit up straight, get up early, stay up late, I can handle things or so I think
Balance the things you want, you love, that make you breathe
Balance the things you want, you love, that make you breathe
Feel the crushing weight of your mediocrity
I can feel the coming scene, where I’m burnt out and broke and passion leaves
Put me down I’m done
Work hard, sit up straight, get up early, stay up late, I can handle things I think
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I'd Rather Be Over Here
02:45
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It's the same old song again, cut from a different cloth
With empty promises and ears to bend, I’d rather be over here
When we were talking it was fast and loose another plot to plan
You weren’t looking for an answer but rather just a temporary hand
And I feel used, and I feel stupid, but I’d rather be over here
Than to justify the people I keep behind my back
It speaks upon your character the people you defend
And oh well I guess won’t see you again, I guess won’t see you again, I won’t see you again
And I feel used, and I feel stupid, but I’d rather be over here
Its the same old song again, cut from a different cloth
With empty promises and ears to bend, I’d rather be over here
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Broken Hopeful
02:29
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Sometimes it’s easier to think about what you should do, instead of acting on what you know is right
And I should call my mom, should tell my friends, that their the reason I’m around
I’m sitting down for what feels like the first time months, my head gets rushed with delayed thoughts
I’m broken, but I’m breaking new ground
I’m hopeless, but I’m filling up with new hope I found
In the mirror
In you
If I could only save a tiny part
It’s you
It’s here
It’s right now
It’s you
It’s here
It’s right now
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