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Lloyd Christmas
01:55
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A pleasure meeting as were both leaving
another good time but days are fleeting
its like you slip through my arms just in time
highway signs and county lines
im buying time youre collecting miles
but i bet youre landing right on your fucking feet
i try to keep composure when you ask me to hang out
but stupid words just spill right out my mouth
its just not knowing how this is going
creates an anxious sense of loathing
its just a lack of knowing how to communicate
an image sits in the back of my head
a moment thats dead but i wanna relive it
its being stuck in the right place at the wrong time
cant figure you...
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2. |
Thinkin' 'Bout Ya
02:26
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dont wanna waste another day thinking about you
dont wanna be staring at the clock waiting on you
just wanna be able to get by not have to pretend to fuckin lie
dont wanna give you another second of my time
now im right back at square one
tell myself thats not where i belong
im better than this but in the end its fucking useless
cuz youre reeling me in youre leading me on
dont know what youre trying to prove by dragging me along
ill avoid your eyes theres something there that i despise
tell myself im through with having anything more to do with you
your not saying what you mean please say what you mean to say
dont want anything more to do with you
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3. |
Pink Triangle Pt. Deux
02:46
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i see your face i hit the snooze sleep right through the afternoon
drag my feet across the floor ask myself what i do this for
maybe i try too hard im desperate name a reason ive thought of it
i get lose inside my mind just to pass the time
another boring story so ill leave it all behind
spending more time in my room mountain dews and a photo of you
still waiting wondering why you never said goodbye
maybe i aim to high and miss the mark burning bridges without a spark
hope starts to dissolve when your past has no resolve
another boring story so ill leave it all behind
i saw all of the warnings but i ignored all the signs
from my fingers to my head
my bloods still pumpin but my brain is dead
its those things you never said
that make me wish we never met
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4. |
I Wish I Could Be Happy
02:00
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Replaying the argument and words she said
try to go back to sleep put the sheets over my head
suffocate in to my pillow sink further in to my bed
holding my ears tighter try to muffle out the sound
my temples start to swell and my head begins to pound
try to tie up ugly loose ends perpetually unwound
staying quietly bitter and burnt out all the time
and i cant convince myself that im happy
as i count up the ways
i take everything i have for granted
does it matter anyway?...
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5. |
Latch Key
01:50
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teeth are clenched trying to trick my mind
to place me in a dreamlike state where i still feel alive
a dirty laundry list of petty grievances
empty houses on empty streets and im still a latch key kid
i could ramble on for days walking streets unpaved
looking in another direction its just dead ends and one ways
been called an asshole been called a friend
so goddamn self loathing but at least its honest
yeah im hotheaded boiling to the point of red
what i mean to say is im sorry for how ive been
this is how im saying sorry again
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6. |
Walking Blind
02:56
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head in your hands you couldnt stand to watch her go
your voice starts to shake but you wont let it show
now youre tired and alone stuck in bed at home
if you never fucking tried then youd never fucking know
and its all those things i say that kept you running away
and its all those things you do that kept me chasing you
looking for answers i know ill never find
if hindsights 20/20 why am i still walking blind
couldnt remember why you picked up that phone
mixing too many drinks with a long drive home
if you controlled those anxious thoughts youd bring them to a stop
try to push the right words out but your tongues tied in knots
still walking i cant see i think you got the best of me
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7. |
No Call/No Show
01:55
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an incoming call the screen glows so i contemplate
do i ingore and shut the lights off or do i reciprocate
the same dull situation its getting old
and its getting late
whats the point in pretending ill go
when i know this couch is where ill stay
i may ablige to humor my own mind
but ill still be a no call no show
let me tell you bout the last place i went
go too drunk made new fake friends
dragged out the night to avoid the sunrise
belly up just one more shot
take a right well avoid the cops
this nights not through til we all lose
our fucking minds that well never find in time
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8. |
Apartment Complex
02:33
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apartment walls breathe in and out
i stare at paper and talk out loud
in hopes to find some clarity of mind
get out of my head and walk outside
attempt to regain some sense of pride
though i think what ill find will be the same
im making the grades and clocking in
with my foot in my mouth i dont make sense
waiting for summer heat to take me away
put on coffee and ignore calls
finding new ways to sit and stall
ill waste every goddamn minute of this day
you can take it all back and keep the change
i got little left to lose and nothing left to gain
im a thousand different people depending on the place
a procrastinating delusion that were keeping up the pace
im the never fleeting thought of how i dont know when to quit
a pessimistic version of a half ass accomplishment
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