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spring thaw
02:54
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autumn called wanting back its orange leaves
and your eyes reflected those colors so perfectly
summer prattled, chuckling at its adversity
and your converse shoes lit the ground that you walked on
but now it's winter and I really miss you
because in the spring time, everything becomes so unfamiliar
-harmonica solo bit-
I first saw you at the pier
you said something about, returning to montana
to which I thought, it ain't that far
but it sure as hell ain't that near
then you disappeared into the fog, and your life ebbed away
and i'm forgetting your face, little by little, everyday
-harmonica solo repeat-
autumn called looking for its fair breeze
and yours eyes projected that grace so well
but since you've left, the summer's ceased to be
the winter freezes and melts, and the spring time cleaning is
so much. harder, to do without you, and I really miss you
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i am the knife that is stuck in your shoulder, the thorn in your side too
i'll apologize a thousand times over, if you say you'll make do
many days we spent, decombobulating, making the best of this shit hole town
smoking and committing arson, our lives were a dull shade of brown
because this is how it ends, in hellish pits of fire
with brick and mortar, you'll construct a towering pyre.
to escape. to escape this hell.
but you can't, unless you believe hard enough
and that will never fucking happen
so you can just say and burn
while the rest of us
learn, how to love [x4]
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four figure ferocity
02:46
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why just yesterday, did a wind of clarity
come through this part of town, passing over the park and feed store
with nothing to greet it, and nothing to enshroud it
it's nostalgia pervades these walls
your speech patterns lack a voice
they'll try to burn these bridges, and they'll try to stop this noise
it's something strange, it's something dreadful
far too many times, it's just been nothing
this thread will unwind, revealing every fault and beauty
while wrath will sprout forth from your severed dignity
calling cataclysmic ghost into question, creating epiphanies
no mannerisms to spare, in a realm plagued with such realities
anymore being sober seems like such a curse
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good in tents
01:49
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the wind no longer heeds your word
these indiscretions can't be bought or heard
life's sunny rays, aren't yours to claim
pack up and leave, when it comes, to rain
in fever dreams, long past
the author pens his last accounts
that many regard with divinity
i don't see holiness, just fools playing into the clergy
they echo compassion for your fellow man
well, talk is really cheap
every mind and heart needs harmony
evey soul and loved one, deserves some relief
i miss the old days, and the visions that we made
little did I know, it was just a youthful charade
there's no hope of creation, no chance of elation
that time has long since passed
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the way that i feel, about you
couldn't be into fucking words, for human view
because every damn day, i work up the courage to say
those sentimental words that my brain can't help but think are fucking insane
please help me
it still wouldn't have worked out, at least that's what i say
lying to myself, so i can sleep all night and day
because I'm a bad person who can't do anything right
i'm color blind, tonedeaf, and I can barely make these words rhyme
i'm awful at singing, i can barely play guitar
the only reason I play these chords it to bottle them in this jar
[chorus]
so if you see me hanging off a cliff, let me fall
if you see me stranded on a road, pass me by
and if you come across me trapped in a pit, just let me rot, without giving it so much as a second thought
[chorus]
i don't know the meaning of the word self esteem
i just try to live happily
not step on anyone's toes, and I hope they do the same for me
despite all my self-loathing and my malicious emnity
there are many pleasurable things in this form of life we see
[chorus repeat]
please bury my body in a place far from here
i don't deserve to be visited, by anyone dear or near
and i hope for your sake, you don't shed a tear
because i don't deserve any
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avoid your shadows
02:25
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well I know
how far you've travelled
just to avoid your shadow
and no matter what you do, they follow you still
speaking of such holy inconsistencies
and it's such a shame, you keep scratching and scratching
but hear no response
and it's such a pain, you keep looking and looking, but see no light
but believe me, when I say that I wish it was here too
and believe me when I tell you that I miss you and that I love you
'cause I don't know how much longer
i can keep up this facade
one of my favorite bands broke up yesterday
they were called snowing, and i'm really bummed
no matter what i do, or how much i drink
i can't forget those wasted night
but i guess we're just meant to live with regret
and the thing i want more in life
than riches, fame, or gold
is the chance, to never die alone
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so much bullshit gets to me, in this bitter hell
whom does the bell toll for, i cannot quite tell
skin, shit, blood and bones, it's all simply visceral
to ensure my eyes don't close, i need to snort some adderall
crouching and waiting, I can't help but aim my gun
my god why's it so hard, to shoot a man on the run
'cause in times of war, this skill is a necessity
even though he's human it's either him or me
'cause even though i fucking can't stand so many people
it would be fucked up to not grant him a sense of respect and understanding
he has a fucking family just like me
he feels pain the same way I do, within proximity
he bleeds out if he gets cut, he cries out in pain if he gets shot
he drinks away his problems, to make sure he forgot
how can you expect me, to look him in the eyes
to hold up my rifle, and say "sorry, you have to die."
i'd like to believe we aren't just bags of shit and meat
but giving into violence means we all admit defeat
many things would be solved, if we just accepted others' views
and didn't do hypocritical shit, like pick and choose
because it's fucked up
that one can think
that others are the problem
without associating themselves
because we're all fucking human, we all breathe and eat
we all bleed, and god dammit, we all cry
and one day, we'll inevitably die
which is why, we should enjoy life, while we have time
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