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cracks in the veneer
02:08
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open ears for the deaf
03:48
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this is the space you need, but the drugs I want
my hands are full and my head hurts
and this is the shirt your blood is on
there is comfort in the words this bottle speaks
and company in the name the pills read
there is comfort in the songs you listen to in your room
company in the names you curse
and finality in the way you dream
this is the time I need, but I came back and nothing changed,
this place is the same
these are the words I wish could get me a job
and someone who gets it
what did you expect, a son with eyes not full of lead?
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it's not the same as it used to be.
i'm still comparing love, though.
luckily, you've never noticed how big of a let down i really am.
just in the nick of time, i'm bleeding all over the bathroom sink
and it will never be the same as it used to... be!
it wasn't the grass or the smoke or thing words that you spoke.
it was the wind that breathed down our necks
and the condescend that paved a golden sidewalk.
sometimes, grandma says she can't wait to have great grand children
and i just smile... i just smile
and sometimes when you whisper in my ear,
i still hear the screams and the moans of pain.
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would you miss me?
07:45
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i'm just writing to say i'm sorry
and i appreciate the fact that I am alive;
but i hate the truth in what I figured was living.
just tell me that you love me.
that's the only courage i could ever muster..
to try and spit out my teeth and be honest,
but it never comes out rightfully.
and i'm sorry, but the water is sinking me
and the waves are eating me.
tell me i'm worth waiting for.
tell me i'd be missed, would i be missed?
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..before forever comes?
05:02
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every single time i try you just push me down.
every single day i try you just let me down.
i can't help what's out of my control.
if you can't forgive me that's fine,
i understand, but understand that i'm sorry.
every single time I find the traits
you let them fall through your hands.
every single day i lose my traits;
you keep them inside your lipstick stains.
i can't help what's out of my control,
but what really hurts is waiting forever
for you to come back to ground level.
so i can see you for "face value"
and beg for forgiveness, my sorrow.
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