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End
02:17
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You said "I only give her a week," she died the next day
It's funny how death works in certain ways
Now I fall asleep with visions of death
They're plaguing my mind, they're sleeping in my bed
But I'll hold close to the memory that still plays like a film
Familiar like I've seen it a hundred times
But leaving out the part where we were friends
Because I'd hate to watch the end
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Better year
02:13
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That Christmas, we bought you a Wes Anderson calendar
But you ended up hating that year
And I told you that I missed you in the bar
Unaware of how we drifted so far
Now the alcohol holds our conversation
And sighs of desperation
I watched us deteriorate that fall
Nothing left to do, but sit back, watch it all
I was restless, I was fearful
Unsure of where that left me
And I told you that I missed you in the bar
Unaware of how we drifted so far
Now the alcohol holds our conversation
And sighs of desperation
After all we know
Maybe you will stay close
Maybe you will stay here
In hopes of a better year
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Growing Up
02:49
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I'll show up a little late just to make you wait
It feels so great to be on your mind today
I've been getting those pains again
I can feel the rain on my skin
It's better than feeling nothing at all
I have this dark side that I try my best to hide
You can see it in my smile
If you just take a while to look through me
A transparent sheet of who I used to be
When it was you and me
I have this dark side that I try my best to hide
You can see it in my smile
If you just take a while to look through me
Growing up is getting old
Erode my memory, relax my bones
It's cold in here, a hollow home
A former friend, you're now unknown
I have this dark side that I try my best to hide
You can see it in my smile
If you just take a while to look through me
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Dying in My Sleep
02:40
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Well I've been dying in my sleep with everything you mean to me
I can't keep this charade up anymore
Fill my dreams with a place, back when I used to feel sane
Because my mind is slowly running thin
I'm running thin
Every loss is an axe mark in our family tree
Yours being the deepest yet, it's starting to lean
It hasn't been addressed why you won't answer my calls
I hope you'll give me a heads up, we can watch the tree fall
Well I've been dying in my sleep because you keep coming back to see me
I can't tell if I'm cursed or if I'm lucky
Your dreams became mine on the night that you died
I'm trying to keep you alive
Every loss is an axe mark in our family tree
Yours being the deepest yet, it's starting to lean
It hasn't been addressed why you won't answer my calls
I hope you'll give me a heads up, we can watch the tree fall
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Bloom
03:54
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My head carries the weight of the world in guilt
In remorse and in regret
Let's regress, get back where we wanna be
It's a cigarette to clear your head
Rid of the past that sleeps in your bed
I'm plagued with everything that you said
I was beginning to bloom, but now I am dead
My mind's buried in the backyard
Next to the dog and my heart
Let me guess, I'm not who I should be
It's a cigarette to clear your head
Rid of the past that sleeps in your bed
I'm plagued with everything that you said
I was beginning to bloom, but now I am dead
My mind's buried next to my dreams
In a pile of past hopes and wishful thinking
Maybe one day, I'll be who you want me to be
If I can find it in me
We'll see
It's a cigarette to clear your head
Rid of the past that sleeps in your bed
I'm plagued with everything that you said
I was beginning to bloom, but now I am dead
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