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these days
are starting to blend together seamlessly
I’ve got
lots of time to spare and some money
but the more I’m getting older
the more I get to know myself
and I start to feel the tightness in the buckle of my belt
and the more I get to know you
the more I get to know myself
and I start to feel the doubts of what she always, always felt
these days
I really don’t think I’m all that cool
I’m just
sitting at the bottom of the pool
embarrassment is apparent when you really have high standards
and you give a shit about looking like you don’t really give a shit
and loving things is boring and nothing really matters
oh your irony is tiresome and your dreams begin to shatter
I’m just trying to stay afloat while it’s easy to be lonesome
but it’s more interesting when your problems look so handsome
I was scared to be myself when I had nothing to lose
but I guess when I grow older I’ll have less and less to choose from
so perhaps I’m wasting time by feeling like a loser
because nothing touches idiocracy like my abuser
and I bet behind your apathetic pictures on your pages
that you like the same shit I do, we just make different faces
out in the midwest it’s been
cold, winter’s coming but I
feel every inch of heat that’s
coming from my feet
on the asphalt I prayed
to my father’s ghost that
I could disappear like him
what am I losing if I have nothing at all
your voice is soothing when I’m crawling
out to you
away
pop my pills to feel the same
Smokey Robinson in flames
fireworks and chimney smoke
17 and about to croak
tin cans and a bottle of gin
plastic bags in the neighbor’s bin
nobody’s noticed that I haven’t been outside
stalking my neighbors with the eggs that I just fried
away
pop my pills to feel the same
smokey robinson in flames
fireworks and chimney smoke
17, life is a joke
I don’t want to seem ungrateful
but something’s different this year
I can’t swallow something so simple
losing you was my greatest fear
and I don’t want to bring you down
because I know we just drank all the beer
maybe I should go into town
where everyone after Christmas disappears
mornings in the afterlife
they’re out of sight
white snow make the ash look white
the lights look lovely strung across the streets
I’ve never seen December scream
I should’ve written one last letter
the sum up my life long dreams
mornings in the afterlife
they’re out of sight
jack Frost haunts my dreams at night
mornings in the afterlife
they’re out of sight
first dates suck the air out tight
mornings in the afterlife
they’re out of sight
kids with fists in bloody fights
mornings in the afterlife
they’re out of sight
angels hovering in light
I don’t believe in rising suns or those
clouds they’re calling trails
I count the days after New Year’s
so I know what it’s like to fail
hold your feelings full of guilt
and let your family know you’re fine
let me days begin to fade and mybrain starts to, unwind…
I know that you’re lonely
I know that I could make you feel more understood
you’re draining me slowly
don’t burn your tongue on the blood
it’s boiling
I know that you’re lonely
I know that I could make you feel more understood
you’re draining me slowly
don’t burn your tongue on the blood
it’s boiling
I’ve got your place right on the floor
where the smoke begins to build
I made up secret codes and dead end roads
so that you would stay still
hold your feelings full of guilt
and let your family know you’re fine
let me days begin to fade and my
brain starts to, unwind…
I know that you’re lonely
I know that I could make you feel more understood
you’re draining me slowly
don’t burn your tongue on the blood
it’s boiling
I know that you’re lonely
I know that I could make you feel more understood
you’re draining me slowly
don’t burn your tongue on the blood
it’s boiling
I felt the earth
throw me down like a wrestler
he moves like a dancer
and I felt his chair
metal straight to my head
I was presumed dead
but I stood up straight
cracked all of my bones
sat up right on my throne
and I looked around
you were bowing down
you were bowing down
(chorus)
oh, you could come around
out in the dark
dance around the flame
stake a bite of my heart
and we spin around
our face to our backs
seeing daggers in their eyes
spirits out like fireflies
I’m mummified
wrap me up in your arms
it works like a charm
the body once was warm
now it’s all but the ashes
of hymns and passages
I stood up straight
cracked all of my bones
sat up right on my throne
and I looked around
you were bowing down
you were bowing down
oh, you could come around
out in the dark
dance around the flame
stake a bite of my heart
and we spin around
our face to our backs
seeing daggers in their eyes
spirits out like fireflies
you were bowing down (x6)
you were bowing ~down (x6)
oh, you could come around
out in the dark
dance around the flames
take a bite of my heart
and we spin around
our face to our backs
seeing daggers in their eyes
spirits out like fireflies
I could hear them pick
at all their scabs
the healing wounds
they never had
the voices that
I’d like to hear one day they like
to keep me close
into the stars
I wandered far
into the dark
into the rip
it tears me apart
I wandered far
into the dark
into the rip
I know, I don’t have much
a metal frame
a sheltered life
minimal touch
my fingers twitch
they want to scratch
the glowing itch
I wandered far
into the dark
into the rip
it tears me apart
I wandered far
into the dark
into the rip
I wandered far
into the dark
into the rip
I can only walk, down the dirt road
that you laid out for me
I can only get lost, in the trees
that my mother made for free
the path turns a corner
of something I don’t want to see
count the craters on my back
they’ll tell you a campfire story
like
“once, there was a girl who thought the world was in her head
she’d wake up from a night of sleep, thinking she was dead
but the world that she called her own, she could only dream
she asked to be the princess, but she was meant to be king
(chorus)
I don’t want to scare you anymore
I know that I sound funny
my hands are tough, they protect me
I just want to drink your honey
parking lots and bare bone bridges
that we’d drive your car out on
as the ground would shake, so violently
as we would yell our song
oh I don’t want to think that
this night could turn into a memory
count the craters on my back
they’ll tell you a campfire story
like
“once, there was a boy who thought the world was way out west
and he felt the burden of his life banging on his chest
and no matter what the townsfolk said, he had this dream
well, that he’d be so far from home that no one could hear him scream
(chorus)
I don’t want to scare you anymore
I know that I sound funny
my hands are tough and they protect me
and I just want to drink your honey
children aren’t you growing like a dandelion
hopped up on your
red dye 40, we’re so high
maybe if I think a little longer I can
put my fingers on the moment I said goodbye
can’t you feel the earth spin round
can’t you feel me let you down
I can see the truth from here
oh I can see it but it’s not very clear
(chorus)
the storm is on my shoulders
my breath is getting colder
don’t let my body break
don’t let me get older
my mind is a pigment in the paint
my dreams are fossilized
like a portrait of a saint
and ashes like to rub into my skin
the way he likes to talk he seems to walk right in
can’t you feel the earth spin round
can’t you feel me let you down
I can see the truth from here
oh I can see it but it’s not very clear
(chorus)
the storm is on my shoulders
my breath is getting colder
don’t let my body break
don’t let me get older
tied again
hands behind my back
winter’s grin
laughing maniacally
at plans
that never seem to stick they always slip
I look at you
you’re doing so well and
they look so carefree
I’ll get there eventually
I snap
at the inklings of a bear claw trap
where do I go
when I don’t even know the cities on the map
time is just
an open door and I’ve been
holding off
swinging the keys with a smile
it keeps us in check for a while
(chorus)
these ghosts are so frustrated because I have legs
that could take me so far away
and even if I didn’t have legs
I still have a brain
that still let’s me feel pain
wrapped up again
in red, white and blue
where are my friends
I bet you they’re at the bar again
I’d rather stay away from them
I wish them well
but I think there’s a life beyond our little hell
(chorus)
these ghosts are so frustrated because I have legs
that could take me so far away
and even if I don’t have legs
I still have a brain
that still let’s me feel pain
the corners of my lips are splitting in two
maybe they’re just eager to be with you
perhaps I haven’t drank all of the melted snow
that’s running to where our bodies flow
paw prints next to pine cones in the street
car parts strewn in pieces on the sleet
you’ve got drinks and joints back at your mother’s house
well, I’ve got teeth and blood stuck to my blouse
(chorus)
I’ve been talking too much
are they not hearing not enough?
am I still shaking in my bed?
am I still living in your head?
making rounds on side streets wearing all black
I love you even if you don’t love me right back
things get kind of fuzzy when you get in too deep
well, I don’t mean to make you fall asleep
(chorus)
I’ve been talking too much
are they not hearing not enough?
am I still shaking in my bed?
am I still living in your head?
my heart is torn in three
my heart will never be free
your laugh is no longer mine
your scent of cedar and pine
(chorus)
and when I’m down
6 feet under ground
you’ll know that I’ll be around
you’ll know that I’ll be around
(just me) noodles and packets of salt
soda pop and a bag full of lust
bright lights falsified highs
high ways an American life
(chorus-repeat)
I could’ve sworn
that I was warned
but my visions aren’t what they used to be
the world is lit
apocalypse
and the fall out is dripping into me
I’m glowing, from here on out
it’s not a trick but, it’s a spiritual drought
I know that God she, likes to doubt
but I keep my palms close
cause you’re a bedroom dweller
phony fortune teller
tell me am I gonna be alright?
are you gonna miss me,
or is it just a mystery?
magic 8 balls in the moon light
I feel a turn
a quarter burned
yet I’m still laughing at the look on your face
my eyes are red
stuck in my head
but who else is gonna take my place?
I’m glowing, from here on out
it’s not a trick but, it’s a spiritual drought
I know that God she, likes to doubt
but I keep my palms close
cause you’re a bedroom dweller
phony fortune teller
tell me am I gonna be alright?
are you gonna miss me,
or is it just a mystery?
magic 8 balls in the moon light