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Sisters
04:35
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Craning my neck to look behind
Trying to analyze my wrongs.
She comes in peripherally
And I know that I will stay
Asleep.
But if it’s not what you want, if it’s not what you need
Oh well
But if it’s not what you want, if it’s not what you need
Who cares?
Your eyes are always what I thought they were
Nothing ever happens to them that I don’t know.
Whining is ringing in my ears and how could we get here?
How are we actually right here?
Well if I’m starting to die I guess it’s fine
And well
If I’m starting to die then I guess it’s fine
Who cares?
I crossed out your name
Because things haven’t been the same
I don’t care what, just stop asking.
Winding up and backing up to fast
I knew I’ve been taking the wrong path
Well I hate your family so why do you say we’re okay?
Yeah I hate them
All your brothers that I tend to
They tend to recommend you
They can’t scold you ‘cause they sold you to me
All your sisters that are broken
‘cause of the words that I’ve spoken
Are you out of your fucking mind?
All your loved ones that I’ve hated
Cause I’ve been failing lately
Are they scared or just realize?
Who are we to question
Everything that’s in suspension?
Are we scared or just realize?
We’re all hitting the ground.
We’re dead.
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Suburban Creep
02:39
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Sit in the grass
Sit and stare
I know that she's watching me there
Stand by the house
Stand and wait
When will she come out?
As long as she comes out
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Friends
03:05
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I don’t want to pressure her
She’s melancholy all the time
We all saw the crutch break under my only friend
But I really only pretend to cry
But I wish that we were friends
And I wish that there were means to an end
They swear that she wants to smile
But there’s nothing I can say or do
I’m hiding in her room
She invites me into bed
She’s dances to the words
She dances in my head
But I wish that we were friends
And I wish that there were means to an end
They swear that she wants to smile
But there’s nothing I can say or do
Late last night she got hit by a train
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Away
03:33
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Listen to my vicious rants of jealous rage
And glory chants of better days,
You trace your name, onto my back,
We can't go back, we can't go back,
Please just sit down, we're getting like a thousand stares,
And please just sit anywhere we have like a thousand chairs,
I'm cradling my mind I have like a thousand cares,
Let's get out of here and go over there
I'm tired of you, believing me,
When we're nothing, but strips of meat, shaped into limbs,
How do we live?
On smoking power and faking shit.
Please just sit down, we're getting like a thousand stares,
And please just sit anywhere we have like a thousand chairs,
I'm cradling my mind I have like a thousand cares,
Let's get out of here and go over there
The phone is hot,
We fight a lot, will we get caught, probably not,
Why do we live, let's get out of here, let's get out of here
I'm not your friend anymore
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Young Love
06:30
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Young love isn’t something to hold onto forever.
It comes up behind you and bites you when you don't want it
It’s a high that you can’t come down from
Until it throws you down suddenly with the force of emptiness.
I want to climb a mountain and roll down a valley,
Then come up and proclaim the meaning of life to the world
Like a drunken sage who thinks he knows everything,
But knows only his own bliss and delusions.
I want to climb up a mountain and tumble down to the world.
When I am with you all I want is to hold your hands
And talk for hours about nothing at all.
Then stare into nothingness to fill us up, over-brimming,
With the feeling of eternal content, and the dread of the end of it all.
I want to climb a mountain and roll down a valley,
Then come up and proclaim the meaning of life to the world
Like a drunken sage who thinks he knows everything,
But knows only his own bliss and delusions.
I want to climb up a mountain and tumble down to the world.
The old clichés of love at first sight never seem to hold any weight,
Until your life lights on fire by the sparks two people can create.
I never want it to end, but it hasn’t even begun,
But that’s not what you want…is it?
I want to climb a mountain and roll down a valley,
Then come up and proclaim the meaning of life to the world
Like a drunken sage who thinks he knows everything,
But knows only his own bliss and delusions.
I want to climb up a mountain and tumble down to the world.
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Jeremy, Tom, Chris, Anthony, Conor
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