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Hand
03:54
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in class lying down, trying to catch a breath
one mile away from town holding out my hand
sick with helplessness, crossing the street at night
every thing i say, holding out my hand
cracking camera lens, blood being taken out
living in this world, holding out my hand
never dropped a line never gave a shit
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2. |
Gordon Ramsay
01:37
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i sing this song with my broken jaw
i write the words in a book with no pages
you don't need me to entertain you
you just want me to hide behind you
looking out my window
not as lonely as i thought
i sing this song with a cracked voice
i write the words in blood red gel pen
you need me to kiss the silence
you want me to keep it quiet oh
look out your window
not as bad as we thought
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3. |
Old Things I've Kept
03:31
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Do you miss the sound of yr own voice
Can you never get comfortable in the car
I get a head rush every time i stand up
People, places, and things are enough
Old things i've kept are closing in
Buried under laundry won't ever bee seen
I get a head rush every time i sit down
People, places, and things blurring now
that was much easier than i had thought
what was i really, what was i really scared of?
i get a head rush every time i close my door
People, places, and things i cannot ignore
place your gold watch under my back tires
so you'll always know when i left last night
i get a head rush without doing much
people, places. and things are not enough
what was i scared of?
oh what was i really scared of?
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4. |
Redbox
04:03
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Lead me into the street
Where the chain link fences meet
Shower me in death
Follow me in debt
Cause this is how the world ends
This is how your soul has to leave
Aren't we all just strangers to ourselves
Darkened features deep inside our cells
Wondering how my broken life is spelt
I am still a stranger to myself
You call me as the bones creak
We listen as my toothache speaks
Shower me in blood
The blood of my friends
Cause this how the world ends
This is how it has to end
The night of the dawn of the day of the dead.
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5. |
Spencer & Finnegan
04:14
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walking back i saw what you left for me and i knew it was going to be better its just gonna take time.
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6. |
Black Ankle Blues
06:07
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Back in school I took algebra two and I failed every test until I met you
But then i started studying and it wasn't because of you
You're a coroner that lives deep down in the earth
And you're complaining that your house is too warm
And im freezing when i fall sleep but what else is new
I haven't seen the ocean in a while
Because i'm afraid to lose something in that blue
Theres a monster down there and i don't ever wanna see it
Can we run away to a place thats unknown
And build a house and that house will become our home
I'll paint the walls and lock the door to my room
Break it down don't let me sleep alone
You're my reason to go outside
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