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Somebody Else
02:51
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If I had told you that I was trying, it's a lie and I will never get it right.
If I have fooled you or misconstrued you, I’m a deer who never saw the lights at night,
And how should I feel when I’m supposed to be okay, I wanted just enough to waste the day.
And how should I feel when I’m supposed to be okay, but even a broken clock is right two times a day.
Awake in the morning only to realize, my get-well is just a heartbeat away.
And if I have ruled you or ridiculed you, you don't listen to a single word I say.
And how should I feel when I’m supposed to be okay, I wanted just enough to waste the day.
And how should I feel when I’m supposed to be okay, but even a broken clock is right two times a day.
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Low-Life
02:47
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Well, I'm soaked to the bone, and it's all my hard earned sweat.
And I'm wrong.
And I’ve wasted all my hard earned time, hard earned time
And I've wasted every part of life, my low-life
I'm a liar and a thief, and I'm a loser and cheat. I'm a fuck-up with no dreams.
And waking up every day to coldness felt in every way. Is it as hard as it seems to be?
And I’m wrong, I'm wrong, I'm wrong
And I've wasted all my hard earned time, hard earned time
And I've wasted every part of life, my low-life
I'm a waste, I'm a waste
And you're a waste, you're a waste
It's such a waste, such a waste
It's such a waste, such a waste
That I'm a waste, I'm a waste
Is it as hard as it seems to be?
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Slamming Doors
02:46
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If you've seen what I mean, then you know that I'm trying
Trying but It's hard enough for me
And if you've heard what I said, then you know that I'm lying
Lying while you’re lying next to me
But it's all in a dream, it's nothing but me, it's what I've conceived
It's all that I need, it's just that...
I am waking up to dark and out the door, another day feels like a year or more
And how can I just keep my fingers warm, when holding on is feeling like a chore.
But it's all in a dream, it's nothing but me, it's what i've conceived
I've wasted my time, standing in line, for what I can't see
I've wasted my breath, I've wasted for less, for what I believe
And now all I want is peace.
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Needle & Thread
02:25
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What was it said? That every word is just a waste of breath.
And you believed about every word that you have ever heard.
(And I could never open up my mouth)
And I could never open up my mouth, the reason is the fear of acting out.
Were you misled? I never thought I'd be the needle and the thread.
But I believed about every word that I have ever heard.
And you have never opened up your mouth, the reason why I now am screaming out.
But I have never opened up my mouth, the reason why I now am screaming out.
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Phntm Limb
04:56
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When my feet just hit the floor, I barely feel it anymore.
The way my head is feeling dim, it's like my body's wearing thin.
And I'm not surprised that we split sides and it's the only time I felt right.
Because I never could hold anything the way I should, and all of my time spent searching for my peace of mind.
It seems the lime light's getting dim, my mind feels like a phantom limb.
Not feeling anything seems fine. Wish it was that way all the time.
And I'm not surprised that we split sides and it's the only time I felt right.
Because I never could hold anything the way I should, and all of my time spent searching for my peace of mind.
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