1. |
Explain
02:22
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Can't explain so I'll just shout,
Let it echo out say that I'm to blame,
Leave my reputation on the kerb,
For everyone to see what these things meant to me.
Think about it nearly every time,
Read between the lines embedded in your skin,
All the chances that've come and gone,
All the plans that could've been.
And I don't know anything,
But the situation's got me feeling like,
Everything that you did was just in spite,
You're the reason why I can't sleep at night.
Evaluate my chances that I'll let this go,
Give up walk home on my own again.
I'll stop falling over the past,
Give you the last laugh I don't want it anyway.
There's no sense in the words that you spit,
You're so full of shit,
Don't show your face round here again,
You're not wanted anymore.
And I don't know anything,
But the situation's got me feeling like,
Everything that you did was just in spite,
You're the reason why I can't sleep at night.
And I don't know anything,
But the situation's got me feeling like,
Everything that you did was just in spite,
You're the reason why I can't sleep at night.
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2. |
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3. |
Distilled
02:52
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I know that I've been a little fucking vacant lately,
'Cause everybody's words surround me,
Making their home,
In the marrow of my bones.
I shouldn't let it get to me but,
Everything you said has all just,
Started creeping in,
And now my patience is wearing thin.
Hoping for better days than this,
Because the last few weeks have took the piss,
Missing sleep and counting hours,
Feeling like the bulb that never flowered.
I cut my knuckles to shreds,
Turning my fingers to lead,
I'm losing self direction,
Too many problems,
No corrections.
I cut my knuckles to shreds,
Turning my fingers to lead,
I'm losing self direction,
Too many problems,
No corrections.
So many boxes unfilled,
None of my problems distilled,
All of my feelings have spilled,
No more bridges left to build,
So many boxes unfilled,
None of my problems distilled,
All of my feelings have spilled,
No more bridges left to build,
So many boxes unfilled,
None of my problems distilled,
All of my feelings have spilled,
No more bridges left to build,
So many boxes unfilled,
None of my problems distilled,
There's no limit,
To dead spirit.
There's no limit,
To dead spirit.
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4. |
Break in the Waves
03:00
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When I told you what I'm like,
Did you think it was a joke,
'Cause you look unsure so I feel like,
I can't fucking cope.
With the paranoia that's haunting me,
The anxiety won't leave me be,
Sometimes I'm fine,
But you don't notice a thing.
I feel like it's not fair on you,
But you insist that it's okay,
I don't wanna be the boy,
That you felt you couldn't turn away.
I've been waiting for a break in the waves,
'Cause my heads been down for so damn long,
I just wanna see the sand on the beach,
To fix my bones,
And get off my knees.
Now it's two months later and you've moved on,
Things come and go but I know you're gone,
I know you could you said you would,
Now I'm right back at square one.
I always end up left behind the rest,
Left to pick up the pieces of this mess,
I can't pick myself up every day,
But that's okay.
I've been waiting for a break in the waves,
'Cause my heads been down for so damn long,
I just wanna see the sand on the beach,
To fix my bones,
And get off my knees,
I can't sleep so I guess that I won't,
See you in my dreams.
I've been waiting for a break in the waves,
'Cause my heads been down for so damn long,
I just wanna see the sand on the beach,
To fix my bones,
And get off my knees,
I can't sleep so I guess that I won't,
See you in my dreams.
I can't sleep so I guess that I won't,
See you in my dreams.
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