1. |
Uncanny
03:10
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Drinking something from the basement, six PM
Sinking feeling right before the roof caved in
Please darling, don’t turn on the lights
I die near every winter
Your breathing doesn’t sound quite right
The casket starts to splinter
There’s a stranger in the hall
Something’s growing in my walls
And we were kissing and touching and my teeth are still buzzing
But I guess it didn’t mean anything at all
Too far gone
I could’ve sworn I used to know
Somebody who looked just like—
Flashes
Of a thing I like to think was rare
Ashes
On my nightstand when you disappear
There’s a stranger in the hall
Something’s growing in my walls
And we were kissing and touching and my teeth are still buzzing
But I guess it didn’t mean anything at all
Too far gone
I could’ve sworn I used to know
Somebody who looked just like you
When you’re in my house it’s haunted, I feel hunted
I wake up screaming that this isn’t what I wanted
Did you think I wouldn’t notice all the bodies in the closet?
And all I see is you
Every single one is you
There’s a stranger in the hall
Something’s growing in my wall
And we were kissing and touching and my teeth are still buzzing
But I guess it didn’t mean anything at all
Too far gone
I could’ve sworn I used to know
Somebody who looked just like you
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2. |
Polarity
03:51
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Taking pictures of the place where I’ll be buried when I’m dead
Take a nap on board the bus and feel the windows rattle on my head
I’m still scared of what’s under my bed
Chewing gum and power lines
And crying til our noses bleed
(You fed them to the dog,
The buzz wears off, he starts to scream)
I’ve been counting rocks and kicking clouds
To try to hide my insincerity
Where did you bury the hatchet
Polarity
I’m just a creature of habit
I think it’s time we dig it up
Rapid erosion
The clock is broken
(Cut my nose despite my face,
Drop out halfway through the race)
Who stole my mattress?
What did you think when I
Sat on your bed and
Showed you the pictures
Showed you the grave plot
Where I’ve been digging
Some things are better left
Unspoken
Clarity
Where did you bury the hatchet
Polarity
I’m just a creature of habit
When’d we stop to catch our breath?
I was never good at not fighting
Picture me
I won’t bark but I’ll still be biting
Silence is a hungry dog
Gnawing on my bones
Pleasantry’s a dying art
One that I’ve outgrown
Bury me
Before you bury the hatchet
You’re scaring me
You’re still a creature of habit
Picture me
Hey!
Are we screaming yet?
Can’t make me forget
We can’t hit reset
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3. |
Flashpoint
03:30
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You like it when I’m begging you to love me
When you’re making me feel small
Can you walk me to my door tonight?
Can you show me that you care at
All I say is sorry
Stand up, vision’s starry
Don’t ask how our story got wrote
Keep your face on the floor or the smoke will make you choke
No consolation for the girl you were before your
Eyes were stained from crying
You say you’re trying
No hesitation crashing through your floor I thought I
Heard you say you’re trying
I think you’re lying
You caught me with my fingers in the fire
Do you like when I’m a mess?
Can you drive me up the wall tonight?
Hit the gas until there’s nothing
Left my windows open
Somebody still broke them
I don’t know how our story got wrote
But it never turns out quite how I had hoped
No consolation for the girl you were before your
Eyes were stained from crying
You say you’re trying
No hesitation crashing through your floor I thought I
Heard you say you’re trying
I think you’re lying
(I don’t remember what you had said to do)
Your hand in my chest
I only want the best
You hold your cigarette like a sixth finger
Today I woke up in the flame
And one day I’ll forget your name
But the ashes on my tongue will still linger
No consolation for the girl you were before your
Eyes were stained from crying
You say you’re trying
No hesitation crashing through your floor I thought I
Heard you say you’re trying
I know you’re lying
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4. |
The Mon
03:19
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Under the bridge, under your breath
I hope they never see us again
You hold your cards, I’m holding tight
I’m doing 90 in the dark
Chasing a better version of me
I hope that this one gets it right
First impressions
You know that I fold under pressure
Second guessing
Why you never called it forever
Pull me down
Below the water line
And I’ll forget to drown
Baby I can breathe just fine
And when you say you found the shore
I’ll pretend I didn’t see it before
If that’s what you want
Can you see the signs?
Do you feel the hum?
I think it’s finally begun
I think we’ve nearly reached the end
Biting my tongue
Cutting a thread
Building a bridge but I burned it instead
Floods inside my head
Rising faster
Pull me down
Below the water line
And I’ll forget to drown
Baby I can breathe just fine
And when you say that you need more
I’ll pretend I haven’t heard it before
Is that what you want?
Hold me down
I always cross the line
Six feet underground
Baby I can breathe just fine
And when I find you on the floor
I’ll pretend I’ve never seen you before
I’ve never seen you before
If that’s what you want!
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5. |
Toss/ Turn
03:45
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There's a rock in my gut
And it's dragging me down
But it's my fault, after all
I swallowed it whole
There's a buzz in my bones
There's a snake in my skull
I have no doubt, it wants out
Looks like we share the same goal
I still feel more at home with
Distant trains and bitter rain
I can't drive out the static
Seeping into my brain
Oh
I'm inside out, I taste my spit
I hear my blood, it makes me sick
I lost my heart, it's in the sink
I didn't think, I never think
I still feel more at home with
Distant trains and bitter rain
I can't drive out the static
Seeping into my brain
I have no doubt
There's no way out
I lost count
I'm waiting
I'm waiting
I'm waiting for something to happen
All alone
Where'd you go?
Still waiting
But nothing will happen
No nothing will happen
No nothing will
Oh, oh
No nothing will
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6. |
Two Steps Away
04:24
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Most days I
Wake up with that deadly feeling
Heavy air and never breathing
Pretty sure this won’t resolve
I didn’t
Think that I could sink this low
And if I stand out in the snow I’m
Pretty sure that I’ll dissolve
Why’s it so hard
Wanting to get better?
Barefoot out in the cold
I’m always
Two steps away
From feeling okay
It’s better this way,
I wanna like myself
Don’t ask for the stars
They’re too far away
I guess the dirt is okay
I wanna like myself
Cracked pavement
Laying in the grass at midnight
Unexpected winter sunlight
Sitting still just makes me sick
High fevers
Living out of spite
I’ll tell my mom and dad that they were right
And never hear the end of it
Trying so hard to want to get better
Learn to lose control
I’m always
Two steps away from
Feeling okay
It’s better this way,
I wanna like myself
Don’t ask for the stars
They’re too far away
I guess the dirt is okay
I wanna like myself
Blue sky and wishful thinking
Miss the moments when I’m blinking
The pulse I hear inside my ears reminds me I’m alive
I’m waiting for the summer
Looking for my lucky numbers
Spacing out the shitty days
Remembering to cry
The sun could disappear
It feels a whole lot brighter here
I’m still missing pieces,
No one’s happy all the time
I always run on empty
Didn’t think I’d live to twenty
I am miles from the cliff
I’m finally scared to die
The pulse in my ears reminds me I’m alive
I’m always
Two steps away from feeling okay
I’m better this way
I wanna like myself
Don’t give me the stars
They’re too far away
I think the dirt is okay
I wanna like myself!
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Heading North Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
Swag Pilled Pop Punk from PGH
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