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Downstairs
02:54
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A history of wants and all that I expect.
Better pictures, better people, and better screens,
a better sound. I feel but don't know how.
You went down and turned the lights
so no one could hide out.
We pretend we're alike in mind,
you play the card so long after.
I'm going downstairs, tell me how it smokes.
Take it downstairs, say it's cold out all alone.
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2. |
Text You
03:52
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"I'm not feeling well."
"You look ridiculous."
You couldn't tell if I was serious.
"You look like someone I met when I was a little kid.
And I've missed you til we met."
"You left something at my house again."
"I feel like I have no reason to be crying."
"I don't mind that you get high,
or that the room smells a little different."
"Happy birthday" or "Thanksgiving"
"I can't stand her when she's high"
"The room smells of something dead"
"I don't need someone who touching makes me die."
"I'm not feeling well."
"You look ridiculous."
You couldn't tell if I was serious.
I feel horrible,
don't look at me.
You should know by now I'm serious.
(Don't tell me I'm not clean)x2
(I don't know how to talk to anyone)x2
"Let's play it by ear"
"I'm sorry I missed your call"
I don't need someone.
I don't know anyone at all.
"Have fun at work"
"When can I come see you?"
Don't bother calling,
you know I'll never text you.
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3. |
Catapult
04:29
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Catapult my visions to you as if I'm living proof.
That's something I don't owe you.
But scratch that last part.
You know I'm not fool.
For you I'd pull every living root,
ignore all the fruit.
So don't try to play me for the fool.
Everyday I'm new.
Just because I wake up feeling new,
doesn't mean I'll regret you.
So, there, I said it,
that nothing I do changes the proof
of making my mistakes.
The windshield wipes away like smudging paint.
So don't try to leave it on the phone.
Don't leave the proof with me.
Don't let it make a scene with me,
because if it's here, it will.
So tell me if I was ever sane,
or if you made me that way.
Don't forget that if you're staying safe,
you might as well come back to me.
So tell me now if it's clear.
Tell me what to think.
If you're doing well, there, without me,
why don't you take a breath?
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