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I'm hanging on, hanging on like you tell me that I should
The only problem with this is that I'm counting down the days 'til when I'm not
Hanging on, hanging on because there is no need for that
I'm laughing with Andrew, and Colin, and Kyle
We can enjoy this tour for a little while
Or maybe we won't
I know that you're only looking out for me
I can't blame you anymore than you can blame me
I'm missing out, aren't I
On every word that you will speak, in every conversation
With the people that I won't meet
I think, I think, I think, I think that I am getting better
Well, who's to blame, because I sure as hell couldn't do this on my own
Is it, is it, is it, is it you that I should thank
Well, alright, I get it, that's too much pressure to put on you
I think it's the weather
I think that I’m lying
I know that you're only looking out for me
I can't blame you anymore than you can blame me
I'm missing out, aren't I
On every word that you will speak, in every conversation
With the people that I won't meet
you after you graduate, and we'll drive we'll far, then I won't bother you
I know that you're only looking out for me
I can't blame you anymore than you can blame me
I'm missing out, aren't I
On every word that you will speak, in every conversation
With the people that I won't meet
I can't come to terms with that
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2. |
Freshman 15
03:23
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You've brought every conversation I've tried to start to an end with thoughtless filler responses like "yeah me too" and "that's cool." Forgive me for giving up and looking down at my feet. I've never noticed how much noise there is in silence. Like your short but forceful breathing and sighing from time to time I am reminded to mind my eyes when they meet yours in the mirror and I am greeted with a look that's trying very hard to kill me and so you turn on the music to drown it all out.
You've had every opportunity to end this night with a smile but you're clinging to anger even though you know that I'm the first to admit that I'm flawed and that my patience is finite but I feel justified in biting my tongue. And then I'm suddenly taken back to when I was a kid and we were never giving up and you can do anything you put your mind to. Apply my fathers advice to my younger self so I'll avoid confrontation and ride this one out.
Maybe I'm alone in this thinking. Stutter and I'm under a lot of pressure in case you forgot. Maybe I have been overthinking this.
I don't believe in much, but I believe in conversation (shit talk, and I'm holding them to the things they say as I'm walking away). Nobody asks for a lot but still they got their expectations
(Somehow I imagined this differently, spending another night at home).
But at least I'm here with you, that's something worth holding on to. Fuck them we’ll go home and stay in bed watching movies and it’s cool, I'll tell you I love you. Pretty girl, tonight it's you and me.
You’ve brought every conversation I’ve tried to start to an end with thoughtless filler responses like “yeah me too” and “that’s cool.” Forgive me for giving up and looking down at my feet. I never noticed how much noise there is in silence.
I don't believe in much, but I believe in conversation (shit talk, and I'm holding them to the things they say as I'm walking away). Nobody asks for a lot but still they got their expectations
(Somehow I imagined this differently, spending another night at home).
But at least I'm here with you, that's something worth holding on to. Fuck them we’ll go home and stay in bed watching movies and it’s cool, I'll tell you I love you. Pretty girl, tonight it's you and me.
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Kjerstin
03:02
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Sweetheart, maybe if you knew a thing or two
About how I'm thinking, you'd have a little more
Sympathy
Is not what I'm looking for
Maybe I could relate to Andrew, and we can figure out
Why
Kjerstin, you keep on tearing me apart
And I can't stop thinking about how it was
And I'll never learn to accept that I'm just wasting time
I wait around like I'm a fool
I wait around like I'm some sort of dirt-bag
I can't complain, but that's all I know how to
Do we really have to be so far apart?
And do I really have to make up my mind?
As long as we can just make it through the day
I'll pretend that I'm fine
Kjerstin, you keep on tearing me apart
And I can't stop thinking about how it was
And I'll never learn to accept that I'm just wasting time
I wait around like I'm a fool
I wait around like I'm some sort of dirt-bag
I can't complain, but that's all I know how to do
Kjerstin, you keep on tearing me apart
And I can't stop thinking about how it was
And I'll never learn to accept that I'm just wasting time
I wait around
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Joe Lamb is Beast Mode
03:38
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Brother, don't you worry because I've been feeling like you do. Darling don't you worry. I wanna hear your voice again, so warm me up with it.
Well I don't feel like smiling today, but I'm still singing, and I just be able to pretend if you want me to.
Hey man, I been thinking. I think things have been changing. Pretty girl, don't you miss me. I don't leave for good, I know, so make the most of it.
Well I don't feel like smiling today, but I'm still singing, and I just be able to pretend if you want me to.
Great golden girl, handle me with care.
I can feel the music in my heart, because it resonates to your vibrations, and I know that it's been hard to dial in. Stop bleeding into yourself. I'm only capable of talking, you better stop, start hearing me, stop telling yourself shit, "Won't be nobody wanting somebody like me. I'm alone, I'm alone. And even though I know I never will I hope to God that someone still believes in me, believes in me, believes in me. (I'm alone, I'm alone.)"
I don’t feel like smiling today, but I’m still singing, and I just might be able to pretend if you want me to.
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Hardwood Coolwhip
02:58
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Who cares? I put on a few pounds
Now you’re mad, ‘cuz I’m not around
I’ll never get a real job, Dad
Is that too much to ask?
Hey Baby, you've got my name in your mouth
My name is stuck in your mouth
Do you remember when you would call my name? Followed by 'yeah, he's so great' but now I'm an asshole
Mommy knows I'm so fucked up
Mommy knows that I've had enough
And do you really think that we're gonna make it?
‘Cuz I really don't
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She says she don't know. She says she don't know if she wants this anymore. She says "could you please not play that song right now" because she don't wanna hear it. she says she's alone. She says nobody hurts like she does. She says "are you lonesome like I know you are?" Because she’s needing to feel needed.
Forgivable for so long. I admit a lack of commitment to the dates and goals that I set for myself. Been giving up on thoughts that count and for a lack of better words exists a silence that swallows me.
I am a selfish man in a world of so-called good intentions. But I blend right in. I see her every day but she don't sing for me. I see her every day singing in her head
"Are you as happy here as you could be somewhere else or am I wasting goddamn time? I know your answer attempts at escaping this conversation but I don't know if you mean it. Yeah. " Yeah SHE SAYS.
She fears the unknown. Yeah she's afraid of the sun exploding. She says "hey it ain’t me problem, so I'll close my eyes and I'll pretend like I don't feel it." She hates it at home. Yeah, her folks don't get along with each other. She says "getting sick of hearing arguments that no one ever wins. Yeah, no one ever wins."
Forgivable for so long, blood runs thicker and I suppose that that's the way that it should be. Still dreaming about yesterday. I can remember better days, now there's just silence that swallows me.
I am a selfish man in a world of so-called good intentions. But I blend right in. I see her every day but she don't sing for me. I see her every day singing in her head
"Are you as happy here as you could be somewhere else or am I wasting goddamn time? I know your answer attempts at escaping this conversation but I can't tell if you mean it. Yeah. " Yeah SHE SAYS.
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I just wanna kiss you
In the front seat of your Chevy Malibu
And it breaks down all the time
I feel beat up in the same way that you do
‘Not now’ is what you whispered
We had You’re Always on my Mind playing over and over
And I asked
‘Do you dream of us selling out nightclubs in your favorite cities?
Drowning in the smiles of our high school friends
And I’ll collapse on the floor
We can stay in bed all day if we wanna
Come on, get one over on me
Who do you think, do you think that you’re kidding
And I feel the ultraviolet rays
Kissing you on your cheeks
I like to pretend that We’re Movies
How can we look back?
How can we apologize?
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241
03:56
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I worry about old times and other people’s hard work, but Matt says “it was worth it in the moment.” And I take comfort in that.
Lying awake, I wait for motivation. Body and mind disagree on more than one occasion. I saw an old friend, he felt better again, or so he said. But he’s not home here, I saw the stories and photographs agreeing, “it’s not alright.” Repeating.
Don’t believe it.
Falling in love with coffee girls after a black eye in Philly, and I drove all the way back home. I saw an old friend, and he misses his life a year ago and he misses his girl and he says “everybody’s lonesome.” And I agree.
Don’t believe it. Don’t believe myself, I’m falling in love with sleeping on unfamiliar floors.
What if I sit aside and defy suicide? You decide.
What if I sit aside and defy suicide? You decide. (Don’t believe myself, I’m falling in love with coffee girls after a black eye in Philly. And Matt says “it was worth it in the moment.” And I suppose that I will choose to see the comfort in that.)
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Kelly Greenwood
02:51
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I’ll feel so much better
When you look up from the floor
Why can’t you see that
I’ll feel so much better
Maybe you’ll talk to your dad
And we can recollect from high school
How does it feel?
How does it feel now?
I’ll feel so much better
If I just talk to Nick
But I don’t think so, I don’t think so
I’ll feel so much better
Maybe you’ll talk to yourself
And we can recollect from high school
How does it feel?
How does it feel?
To be alone, and it’s raining
I thought maybe I could hold you
You said ‘Baby, it’s like old times”
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Mac&Sam
03:26
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We show up with your hand in mine, but you immediately drop it when you see your friends. I shake my head to myself because I can't believe I've found myself in this situation again. I would like to hold your hand, but it's preoccupied with someone else's somewhere else. I mind when I see you laughing on somebody else's arm.
But I won't say anything bearing in mind my doubt and the benefit I'm giving it. I won't say anything because I can't believe what I'm seeing. You don't say anything because that's the person you are. Don't know what you're feeling when you keep looking away when our eyes meet.
I'm holding my breath did I mention, but I'll be okay. Not that you'd ask me anyway because you've got more important things to say to my girlfriend, but that's fine, why don't you act like I'm not here. As a matter of fact, I think I'll stumble on and leave you two alone.
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I am trying
And you are not
I, I loved you
And you forgot
I can’t hold on
Like you can hold on
To nothing
And I won’t last long
‘Cuz I can’t stand to see myself
Alone
I don’t know if you should listen to me
‘Cuz I don’t think that I have been thinking clearly
I don’t want to wait around anymore
But what do I know?
I don't want to start all over
With someone else
Because I can’t love her
Taste her breath
And hold her in
I just can’t do that
Like I want to
With you
God, it’s not so easy
God, they say it’s wrong
God, and they have no idea
And he won’t know about me
And I won’t know about him
Why don’t we end this conversation?
It’s in my head
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12. |
Butterfingers
03:12
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I'll try, I'll try to make improvements to areas that you say I'm lacking in. And I try, I try to see what you see but I'm missing it. Good for me, there's no fixing this, is there. Well I hope, I sure hope that I am wrong because I would love to avoid any confrontation on the subject and I don't feel alone in that sentiment.
I try, I try to choose my words and articulate in way that don't only comfort me. And I try, I try to understand individuals and their actions and their thoughts and I won't draw any conclusions prematurely or punctually reading your reactions to every move I make. And I'm clinging to these wishful thoughts.
And I'm holding on with my fingertips but my callouses don't grip like they used to. And not for lack of effort or attempt, but a lack in technique.
Technique, technique. There's no coming up and over remembering she's older and true. The things that you tell me to do. I been leading you on, and I never meant to.
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Hi there,
Pretty face
I meet you again at the end of the hallway
That I will never walk down
And you’re so happy,
And I’m a loner
In this state
I’m losing faith that I'll be happy
In doing what made me happy
When we would walk, hand in hand
I’m still not sure if I liked it
As much as my smile played it off that I did
And I did not see this coming
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