1. |
yr own blood
02:12
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on the day you wake up
drowned in yr own blood
they’ll be sad,
but not surprised you couldn’t
take it and float
“means nothing to me now”
you won’t taste
a single drop
oh, but you’ll see
as yr arms clasp back at the ceiling
what could’ve been’s
not anymore
on the day you wake up,
nothing will feel new:
a place sort of familiar
name to a face,
but to them,
it won’t be you
a kind of twin
wearing yr skin
you’ll try to cry
but nothing comes out
of eyes stuck open
you’ll be frozen there
on the day you wake up
drowned in yr own blood
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2. |
all at once (or nothing)
02:31
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not a mystery to me
wasn’t who you thought i’d be
starry eyes, but both can’t see
oh no, oh yeah
oh no, oh yeah
dresser top tells me something
all at once or nothing
“you’ll find out and then hate me”
oh no, oh yeah
oh no, oh yeah
hope it was a nice vacation
thru the graveyard and the woods
sorry about the promise,
i don’t think i understood
finish up yr dishes,
i’ll be sprawled out on the hood
oh no, oh yeah
oh no, oh yeah
in my knees out on the couch
should’ve known you wanted out
slipped my mind; i got too loud
oh no, oh yeah
oh no, oh yeah
took the knife out of my mouth,
now my words are always bent
didn’t mean to think it,
but i saw you pressing “send”
it’s a long wait in line,
but conversation never ends
in the parking garage
i saw a mirage
oh, no, you go first
can’t make it much worse
i can’t figure all of it out tonight
at the beach with the top down
i can see me not around
crawling back where i was found
oh no, oh yeah
oh no, oh yeah
oh no, oh yeah,
oh no…
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3. |
bad, bad time
02:30
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on another porch in another life
i watch for you, like, every night
it’s only humid of air
a trick of the light
couldn’t haunt me again if you wanted to;
i can’t talk to you
spirits missing from lack of smoke,
not ‘trying to’
still begging for summer to end
i’ll be your dog, but not your friend
an invisible understanding
between me and you
had a bad, bad time on planet earth
yeah, wasting daylight, but what’s it worth?
they just followed yr lead
through the floorboards
back in yr bedroom, it stays the same
yr so under wraps, but never tamed
the wood paneling’s
calling out your name
couldn’t haunt me again if you wanted to;
i can’t talk to you
spirits missing from lack of smoke,
not ‘trying to’
still begging for summer to end
i’ll be your dawg, but not your friend
an invisible understanding
between me and you
everyone’s in on it now
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