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Stuck
02:36
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I've been falling down trying to find some solid ground but it's still crumbling at my feet. I've been longing for something to make me feel whole but after my endeavors I feel nothing.
I'm not feeling a single thing.
Get me out of my head. My mind's conflicted and I'm bound to be alone again. This burning light in my chest has gone out and it won’t be lit again.
Will you still be dying to love when it's already killed you?
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Nothing
03:16
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Three days watching the ceiling. Waiting for me to come clean. I want to get away, flee from my last mistakes.
95 the next way out. Was consumed in my self doubt. I cut the ties that were left. I made sure you left my head.
Three days watching the ceiling. Waited for me to come clean.
I am the scars on your knees. I am the dirt at your feet. I am nothing.
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Bottled In
02:55
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Struggle to fall asleep. Uncertainty is consuming me. I'll run in circles all day in my head, but it all turns into:
Twisting the knife to push it farther in. That which kills me lies just beneath the skin. Try to project so I can rid of it. I've spent too long with this hell bottled in.
Was it so hard to believe, that all i wanted was to feel something; maybe the ground beneath my feet, but now it's settling.
Twisting the knife to push it farther in. That which kills me lies just beneath the skin. Try to project so I can rid of it. I've spent too long with this hell bottled in.
Tear out my eyes so I can see. The face of what's become of me. Release your grip so I can breathe. Before this all turns into.
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Paper Thin
02:09
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I want to watch bridges burn and see you dancing in the flames. Turn the cheek to what I've heard, and watch the image you create. Watch your lies all fall in place.
I’ll bite my tongue and hold back all the things I’ll say to you. See what your deceit brings. You’ll find a way to show you’re paper thin so show your face.
Show your face, not colors you create. In the tallest of the grasses hide the largest of the snakes. No decency, spit dishonesty.
I’ll bite my tongue and hold back all the things I’ll say to you. See what your deceit brings. You’ll find a way to show you’re paper thin so show your face.
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Cycle
02:33
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I knew that this would be temporary but now I'll bury the past we carry. The pine box is waiting. The cycle's repeating.
Too quick too deep the price too steep. Let the colors fade. The cycle repeats.
Was wasting too much time trying to find what I thought I wanted. And falling into lies, building hope for what will never be.
Too quick too deep the price too steep. Let the colors fade. The cycle repeats. Bend the promises until they crack. Then hang the lies from the tree out back.
Repeating.
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Detached Jacksonville, Florida
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