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Pulling Teeth
03:04
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Love me like you’re pulling teeth
Addict of our codependent sleep
Well we haven’t talked all afternoon and
I leave the city soon
I’ve got some growing up to do and
So do you
Love me like a flame consumes
Honest for the sake of salting wounds
Will you kiss me in the waiting room because
I leave the city soon
I’ve got some growing up to do but
I’m so tired of feeling this way and
I know you’re tired of my dead weight
So let's just cut our losses and cut each other out
and I’ll move away
So fuck me like you fucked my friends
Build me up to tear me down again
We’re just passing time under waning moons because
I leave the city soon
I’ve got some growing up to do but
I’m so tired of feeling this way and
I know you’re tired of my dead weight
So let's just cut our losses and cut each other out
So let's just cut our losses and cut each other out
So let's just cut our losses and cut each other out
and I’ll move away
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2. |
Heads Like Projectors
04:19
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First and last initial on the dotted line
Pray for insurance
I hope our conversation lends some peace of mind
Only one in the waiting room who’s
wearing black or looking exhausted
But they’ve called my name and
Its way too late to go back
home
Quiet little moments on repeat
Projecting in my skull
Go ahead and dim the lights so I can see
Drinking in the twilight to sustain my recollection
I’m at peace with my regrets
I will drown in self reflection
I am losing to my vices
I am lost with no direction
Bony shoulders start to bend under the weight
Stages of grief, hurry up
I’m ready for acceptance
So push me over the edge
I’m not getting better I’m getting worse
Starting with your parents and your greatest fears
Don’t change the subject
Let’s dig through the baggage you’ve carried alone
For twenty years
Staring at old magazines, all gone unread
Sobbing pathetically
Appointment is over
Don’t leave me alone with my head
Quiet little moments on repeat
Projecting in my skull
Go ahead and dim the lights so I can see
Drinking in the twilight to sustain my recollection
I’m at peace with my regrets
I will drown in self reflection
I am losing to my vices
I am lost with no direction
Bony shoulders start to bend under the weight
Stages of grief, hurry up
I’m ready for acceptance
So push me over the edge
I’m not getting better I’m getting worse
Life is both a blessing and a curse
So pull me down closer to the earth
Bury my bones
Look over the edge
The city is an anthill when you’re starting over head
Debate spreading my wings
Look over the edge
The city is an anthill when you’re starting over head
Watching from a distance
Watching from a distance
Watching from a distance
Watching from a distance
Stages of grief, hurry up
I’m ready for acceptance
So push me over the edge
I’m not getting better I’m getting worse
Life is not a blessing, its a curse
So pull me down closer to the earth
First and last initial on the dotted line
Pray for insurance
I hope our conversation lends some peace of mind
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3. |
JPS
04:10
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Overwhelmed
Decisions to make
Perpetually anxious
Hurry up just to wait for the future
Oh no, I can barely breathe
Oh no, cities to flee
Oh no, Ii can barely breathe
Oh no, cities to flee
Hollow hearths, empty homes
Glacier hands, brittle bones
Bags are packed, always waiting
Paralyzed, hesitating
Questioning
My place and my worth
Relentlessly restless
Get up, get out, get away
Oh no, I can barely breathe
Oh no, cities to flee
Oh no, Ii can barely breathe
Oh no, cities to flee
Hollow hearths, empty homes
Glacier hands, brittle bones
Bags are packed, always waiting
Paralyzed, hesitating
I’m not bitter, I am afraid
I am afraid and
I am ashamed
I’m not bitter, I am afraid
I am afraid and
I am ashamed
I don’t know how to get out of my head
I don’t know how to get out of my head
I don’t know how to get out of my head
I don’t know how to get out of my head,
Get out of my head, get out of my head, get out of my
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4. |
1917 Cherry St.
03:29
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5. |
722 Harter St.
00:39
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6. |
I Don't Care
03:34
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Project your life unto mine
Protector of hearts and minds
You know better
Staggered steps on hardwood floors
Echoes from the argument
Reverberating off the walls and
Slipping under my door
Who are you to tell me how to live my life
Never asked for your advice on anything
at all
Who are you to tell me how to live my life
Never asked for your advice, ‘cause
I don’t care at all
Pre-recorded message
Left on the machine
Shadows haunt the hallways
Cut me at the seams
Run for cover
Staggered steps on hardwood floors
Punctuate your arguments by punching holes in drywall
Whiskey pouring under my door
Who are you to tell me how to live my life
Never asked for your advice on anything
at all
Who are you to tell me how to live my life
Never asked for your advice, ‘cause
I don’t care at all
Who are you to tell me how to live my life
Never asked for your advice on anything Who are you to tell me how to live my life
Never asked for your advice, ‘cause
I don’t care at all,
At all
At all
at all
Hypocritical oath
Practice what you preach
Skeletons in closets speak
When you’re lying through your teeth
Hypocritical oath
Practice what you preach
Skeletons in closets speak
From the floorboards underneath
Hypocritical oath
Practice what you preach
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7. |
Dancing In The Light
04:23
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When I’m high I just wanna be sober
When I’m sober I just wanna get stoned
So I can ignore the voices,
maybe make better choices.
‘Cause the party’s here and I’m alone
‘Cause the party’s here and I’m alone
I’d rather be at home.
Hiding from the light
Hiding from the light
Hiding from the light
Sleeping in some parking lot when
I’m too drunk to drive
Closing bloodshot eyes
Drifting off to silent rumination
Traffic lights’ illumination
I’m hiding from the light
When I’m in I just wanna go outside and
When I’m out I just wanna hide my eyes
So I can block out the sunlight
Maybe focus on my hindsight
‘Cause the party’s gone and I’m alone
The party’s gone and I’m alone
Sober up
Standing in the light
Woke up in your parking lot when
I was too drunk to drive
Open bleary eyes
Staring up at spinning constellations
Front porch light illumination
Now I’m dancing in the light
Woke up in my bedroom somehow
I made it alive
Closing bloodshot eyes
Misplaced wallet, keys, and expectations
Morning light, illumination
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8. |
Flicker
01:28
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9. |
Happy Pills
03:27
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Brand new pills and
Brand new potions
Brand new words and
Brand new motions
Vibrance and vitality
Return of personality
We’re all slaves to serotonin
Lost between
Spring and sensibility
Torn between
Daydream reveries
I’m acting adolescent
My whole life is iridescent
On these happy pills my doctor gave to me
Second thoughts through
Second glances
Second guess my
Second chances
Analyze anxieties
Deciphering duality
Take my daily dose of reason
I need a reason to stay
Lost between
Spring and sensibility
Torn between
Daydream reveries
I’m acting adolescent
My whole life is iridescent
On these happy pills my doctor gave to me
Stumbling through conversations
Side effects of medication
I’m a slave to serotonin
Disregard my hesitation
Keep me under observation
I’m a slave to serotonin
I’m fighting to stay awake
I’m fighting to stay awake
I’m fighting to stay awake
I’m fighting to stay awake
I’m fighting to stay awake
Stumbling through conversations
Side effects of medication
We’re all slaves to serotonin
Disregard my hesitation
Keep me under observation
I’m a slave to serotonin and
fighting to stay awake
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10. |
Sunday Suit
03:15
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Drinking down that
Communion wine
Thought I heard a voice from god
but now I think I’m fine
Find me hiding under church pews again
Always looking for the answers in my sins
Show up in my
Sunday suit
Off white collared shirt with
Scuffed leather shoes
I will offer up my apathy
Exchange it for tenacity
‘Cause God ain’t got no cure for disbelief
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Fathers mind did
come undone
Only hear what you want to hear
when you only speak in tongues
Find me hiding under church pews again
Always looking for the answers in my sins
I will offer up my apathy
Exchange it for tenacity
‘Cause God ain’t got no cure for disbelief
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
How can I believe in anything at all
How can I believe in anything at all
How can I believe in anything at all
How can I believe in anything at all
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