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Here's to Nostalgia
04:04
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Im afraid
We don’t feel the same anymore about
Each other and I’m trying to figure out
All the things we never said
Why’d we keep it in our heads
And now I get glimpses every now and then
I don’t remember what you were wearing
But I remember how it felt on my skin
Here’s to Nostalgia
Never giving me what I need
Another moment keeping me from the reality
Am I dreaming, Your lips are on repeat
I, Cant, Get any relief
Its a “remember when” kind of night
But all those are gone
Drinkin wine til two am
Making out with Parks and Rec on
Pictures fade to black and white
Lines get blurred through drunken nights
Even through the silent fights
I can see our names in lights
You don’t remember the looks that I gave you
Was I even worth the glance
Here’s to Nostalgia
Never giving me what I need
Another moment keeping me from the reality
Am I dreaming, Your lips are on repeat
I, Cant, Get any relief
I’m an echo of who I used to be
And I’m always catching myself sorry
I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be
I’m sorry you need me
Here’s to Nostalgia (x3)
Never giving us what we really need
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2. |
Stir Crazy
03:41
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I can hear your voice ring inside my head
You say I’m better than all of it
I regret to inform you of what you’ve heard
I’m pretty sure you’ve been mislead
And it always seems to be raining
Everytime I pull up to your house
And lately I’ve been contemplating what it means to me
These ghosts in this house
Keep screaming my name
The look in your eyes as you stood in my
Doorway told me everything
Voice so low but words that scream
And I know
You’d do anything for me
Can’t explain what I can’t see
But you keep telling me
That this is all in my head
Well that’s a terrifying place to be
Maybe you’re just right again
Maybe I’m just stir crazy
Well isn’t that better than
Being all fucked up and hazy
And I’m sorry that I haven’t talked to you in a few months
I know how paranoid you get when you think that I’m in trouble
But I’m not in trouble yet
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3. |
Overstatement
04:29
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I am Einstein’s definition of insanity
It’s not hard to see why I let you get the best of me
I tried over and over and over again
I tried over and over and over again
I tried over and over and over again
Got the same results
Rinse and repeat
It’s getting kind of late to stay at your house
So should I stay over or should I get out
Such an easy decision but again I complicate this
Oh I hate this
But I love when you tell me that you’re fine
Like it’s your best attempt at a pickup line
We were inching apart
But then we heard “Telling Lies”
I am Einstein’s definition of insanity
It’s not hard to see why I let you get the best of me
I tried over and over and over again
I tried over and over and over again
I tried over and over and over again
Got the same results
Rinse and repeat
Out with the old and in with the new
Well I really don’t think that the latter is true
To say I’m over everything is kind of an overstatement
Oh I hate it
And I hate when you tell me that you’re fine
Like it’s your best fucking pick up line
Thats ok I guess I’ll play the villain this time
What’s the point of trying to fix what we can’t talk about
What’s the point of feeling like this again
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4. |
Streetcar
02:49
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I’ve been riding this streetcar for the past few days
With every slight turn I feel it sway
And I hope by the end of the night
I can finally reach the end of the line
I don’t think I can take
Much more of this rough ride
Am I doomed to stay on the passengers side
While I let all the nightmares drive
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5. |
Daniel
04:26
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You are the father of a one year old
Playing in the next room
He didn’t know
But I did
Traveling state lines
On Thanksgiving just to see you one last time
But you slept the whole time
I remember volunteering
To travel to the midwest in winter
On this occasion it as so much colder
That day that I first saw snowfall
Was the day that I said goodbye
Goodbye to you
At 14 I stared death in the eyelids
In his brown tailored suit so peaceful
Shared stories with your brothers
How you loved jumping off memorials
And chasing every car that drove too fast
It’s not your fault accidents happen all the time
Little Daniel doesn’t understand
We cried, we mourned, we buried you
We laughed, we smiled, we remembered all the good things
You are the father of a one year old
Playing in the next room
Daniel doesn’t understand
No he shouldn’t have to understand
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Scratched
04:43
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These are my notes
Scratched into concrete
In faded white chalk outlines
This is the mess that I found in my head
Well I’m finally cleaning up and discovering where I’ve been
I always blackout without even knowing at all
My mind has turned to autopilot for its own comfort
I put headphones in to block out the world
Beats don’t seem to cut it anymore
I guess I need to face the facts that everyone’s leaving me behind
The clock keeps spinning round even after the Mayans time
I have no direction but so many places to go
I’m finally cleaning up and dealing with my old ways
I’m breaking down the clock won’t get the best of me
I’m in it now, to finish everything I started
The clock strikes 12, wipe the slate clean
It’s the best time to change rearrange
Lets light the sky on fire
With majorities of empty words that I don’t have the strength to say
Well whatever happens in the end won’t change a thing
I’ll believe this year gets better by the end of spring
I’m told the night is darkest just before the day
Well I’m no science major but the concept seems a bit cliche
If everything went according to plan
I wouldn’t find myself spiraling over and over again
I have no problem saying how I feel
I’m just a scratched up record you could throw me away but im too
Sentimental, the times won’t get the best of me
I’m in it now, to finish everything I started
The clock strikes 12, wipe the slate clean
It’s the best time to change rearrange
What have we left to show
Is this just another year to come and go
Second chances don’t always come around
Stay resolute to the words you bound
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7. |
Transparencies
05:08
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I’m lost but haven’t lost it
I’m feeling quite exhausted
I’m tearing at the seams
And it’s starting to show
All the wounds I can’t see
Are becoming me
Save me another dance
Give myself a chance
To come clean
I’ve been losing this game
I’m tired of playing
Hide and seek
Say hello, this is the real me
It’s no surprise you couldn’t see
But now I’m starting to show
Practicing transparencies
To jumpstart self help therapies
Staying silent was sparing you but what
What about me
Expose me
Pull back all the wiring
Its shocking
To see what’s been transpiring
I don’t know
If you’ve been really noticing
You finally found me
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