1. |
Fallacy of Life
02:00
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its the fallacy of life
you can't get fucked up every night
I mean you could, but would that be right?
if it is I've been doing alright
open up I'm coming in
broke a promise to a friend
angels circling my corpse
grab another watch it pour
cold of winter facedown in dirt
it was a joke but it still hurt
the sun burst you'll always be my first
when everything was pure
burning up over my head
star-spangled banner colored red
you called me out made me hate myself
rightfully so
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2. |
Drink at 12:30
01:42
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I had a drink at 12:30
I thought I felt alright
I saw the blanket was dirty
I caught ya lookin in my eyes
I thought I sent the right message
I thought I gave the right signs
really my glass was half empty
really there's doubt in my mind
I don't really wanna live forever
I just wanna live for now
what if the thing you thought was better
was really killing you now
and we're all at least half empty
from buncombe down to panther creek
to where my family used to stay
hell I've been broken for weeks
I had a drink at 12:30
I thought I felt alright
I saw the blanket was dirty
I caught ya lookin in my eyes
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3. |
World Series Hangover
03:59
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it's a shame how my heart behaves
it only stays for twice a day
I feel it slip away
it's a contract between you and me
forged in codepency
and it got torn up
you took me out, you made me pay
couldn't come to terms with my mistakes
I'll, drown in this lake
never foresaw this reckoning,
I feel the weight of the shape I'm in
let it run amok
what about desolation, what about sorrow
what about the things I give
and those I've borrowed
It seems I've broken our pact
it'll be my last
I'll be gone by tomorrow
and all we've shared can't last
my final act
World Series Hangover
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4. |
Glimpse
01:26
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you'll never see
the way I am when I'm alone
after you leave
I caught a glimpse
of what I needed
so long, goodbye
it was too good to last every night
and I tried to heal it too
god knows I did
it always comes in phases
your fingers on my spine
I collapse, I become jaded
I'd call you mine
close the door swiftly
don't waste any precious time
we'll meet together in the morning
in my mind
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5. |
Lead
03:27
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my hands were open
wide out into the world
but I walked home helpless
empty-handed and alone
sometimes you gotta make a choice
whether to let yourself go
apathy is a slippery slope
how poppy ended up
could that be me
everyones got their own disease
vices and virtues
bottles thrown at walls
help me understand premonitions
the void calls
I hope I get it through my human head
dragging around my body like lead
I hope I get it through my human head
dragging around my body like lead
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Tombstone Poetry Asheville, North Carolina
altcountry/slowcore/whatever
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