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Terminal
03:22
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He opens his eyes its time to start another day
another reminder of all the time he wastes
he gets out of bed and turns on the light
this isnt what he should be doing at ten oclock on a friday night
He smiles on the inside his body is a shell
he wants to be normal but nothing ever helps
he lost every friend he ever cared about
the ones he has left probably havent figured him out
He used to say his family could get him through the worst days
but he knows its his own fault that hes always filled with hate
hate for the world hate for himself
hate for the fact that he feels left on a shelf
He tries to pull through but catches a glance in the mirror
he doesn't have the heart to tell anyone he hasn't been happy in years
So he looks to his right and feels something that he trusts
he looks to his left and knows that hes not the only one
he puts his hand on his chest, he knows its not so bad
because he loves the friends he still has left and he still talks to his dad
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Stuck In Perdition
03:19
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I was hoping I'd forget the past.
Enough has changed for anyone to move on by now.
At some point you have to admit to yourself.
You might live and die alone someday.
All that we do is dwell on the things that we can't change.
I swear i'm trying not to think about you.
Maybe a year wasn't enough space for me.
And now I'm contemplating everything again.
It's gotten to the point where I can't keep emotions in.
Sometimes I think I'm better off moving where I won't be found.
But I know that your memories will follow me forever now.
All that I do is dwell on the things that I can't change.
And we made our plans with a pinky swear,
built a house on sand, now this ring is bare.
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3. |
Failure to Thrive
01:43
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I'm not the son you used to have.
I moved out six years ago.
That doesn't mean I don't think about you every day.
But I'm here now and here to stay.
I haven't been the same since we moved the first time.
And instead of speaking up I held it inside.
Maybe that's the reason I can't stay tied down
to one place for too long
I try to write about what I know best
Well I know hope and I know pain is just a test
Well I forget about it all the time
Like the night I crashed my bike.
I thought I was going to hell
But you raised me well, you raised me well.
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Piggly Wiggly
02:46
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I held the door for someone I didn't know
and felt better about that thn anything else I did that week.
I've had some trouble dealing with
this unexpected turn of events
but I'm hoping that you will help me
see this through once again.
I want to know, I want to see
I want to know what you don't see in me.
Yeah I'm confused, yet not surprised.
Losing you was only a matter of time.
I was taught to live like I was not the only one who mattered.
I think thats the best advice my father ever gave to me.
But I fid it hard when I'm feeling lost
to bite my tongue and bear my cross.
I don't always see
this path that has been set before me.
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