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Falling To Pieces
04:14
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Finally saying what I didn’t say
Feel like I’m seventeen
I wouldn’t go, and now you’re mad at me
I’m never good
But you’re okay with that
I’m looking for change
Under your welcome mat
I’m trying everything but honesty, it’s me
Cause I don’t mind the way
We lie and say we’re okay
You and I know
We’re phasing out slow, to pieces pieces
You and I know
We’re both falling to pieces, pieces
And we look alive
And see the the sky’s in pieces
Pieces pieces
Waterfalls have always been a fear for me
Sometimes you just hit your head
And watch yourself get swept to sea
It feels like we are not a masterpiece
But you’re still singing along to the same old songs
I played at 7th street
Cause I don’t mind the way
We lie and say we’re okay
You and I know
We’re phasing out slow, to pieces pieces
You and I know
We’re both falling to pieces, pieces
And we look alive
And see the the sky’s in pieces
Pieces pieces
I’m not alright
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2. |
Deep End
02:16
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It’s like I’m always on the weekend
Stuck in my bed while I think of you
And it’s true
It’s like I’m always in the deep end
Flailing my hands in the air
Knowing I can’t swim
And I’m feeling fine when I’m home
But I can’t deny that I hate myself
I guess I’m overrated
Maybe I should stop my playing
Tell you just to go it alone but
Maybe I’m gonna stay just like this
Maybe I’m never gonna feel good about
Anything anyone
Am I just being dumb
I’m alive but sometimes
I just wanna be done
She knows that I make all my money
Faking my faith on a Wednesday night, I’m alright
I drove out all the way to Philly it wasn’t sunny
It’s clear now that I can’t win
And I’m feeling fine when I’m home
But I can’t deny that I hate myself
I guess I’m overrated
Maybe I should stop my playing
Tell you just to go it alone but
Maybe I’m gonna stay just like this
Maybe I’m never gonna feel good about
Anything anyone
Am I just being dumb
I’m alive but sometimes
I just wanna be done
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3. |
November
03:07
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Hey now
I wanna scream cause lately you forgot about
My place on your phone
And somehow
Everything sounds like fun until you breakdown
Until you breakdown
And I forgot my lines you know them well
You’re spending all this time under my spell
And now I’m taking my time on the floor
I’m always acting like I know what’s happening
Know what kinda car you’re driving in
So tell me what’s wrong
Trading my gold for silver
Thought I knew just what it would cost
We always end in November
Always told you I woulda changed
And I hate myself for that
Falling on the floor don’t feel like I live here anymore
I think you know, think you know
Waiting too long for conversations
Making you hate me losing patience now, patience now
Trading my gold for silver
Thought I knew just what it would cost
We always end in November
Always told you I woulda changed
And I hate myself for that
Broke up on Sunday, I’ll take all my pictures down
Pictures down
Won’t text your mom back you know that she freaks me out
Freaks me out
Coffee on the corner, talking to the cashier
Saw your order in the pickup window
Ask em if I messed up
Knowing that I messed up
No one can save me
No one can save me it hurts
Trading my gold for silver
Thought I knew just what it would cost
We always end in November
Always something that I would change
(Always told you I woulda changed)
And I hate myself for that
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Broken
03:24
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3am sipping coffee, I feel alone when
I’m around you the most
You don’t know that you hurt me
Tears falling softly down the arm of my coat
I’m not okay, I think i’m broken in my head
But maybe that’s why you were so upset
And I know I, have to try my very best
To keep on existing like this
I might have to move to the country
And tell all my friends that I’m dead
Then maybe you’d read up about me
And think really hard about what you said
I’m not okay, I always try to say I am
But lately my life is just such a mess
I bought a car and drove it off a bridge
To tell all my friends that I don’t give a shit
Almost moved like 10 times to Brooklyn
You tripped on the sidewalk down on west 34th
I can’t believe you chose to live in New Jersey
And you’ll never leave you’re 10 feet deep in the dirt
I’m not okay, I don’t need you to tell me that
A swing and a miss with a baseball bat
I bruised my rib, trying to prove that I can fly
I keep my feet on the ground so you don’t ask why
I might have to move to the country
And tell all my friends that I’m dead
Then maybe you’d read up about me
And think really hard about what you said
I’m not okay, I always try to say I am
But lately my life is just such a mess
I bought a car and drove it off a bridge
To tell all my friends that I don’t give a shit
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Funeral Home (feat. Ber)
04:11
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I’m anxious
Constantly worried and jaded
I’m taking a quiz on the internet
It told me that you’d die
Would you see red
If I stepped on a crack in the pavement?
Is it a sign, is it fiction
I’ve been writing in my head?
You know it’s pointless
Talking me down
I try to fake it and you call me out
Running in circles
Scared to find out
Try not to focus
On if your plane crashed and I’m not on it
Or the ocean floods your apartment
I’m losing sleep and telling you I’m fine
The longer I’m with you
The more that I miss you
Can’t let it go
Already printed your photo
For the wall at the funeral home
Sure I’m reckless
I act like it doesn’t affect us
You could be surfing the internet and find out that I died
You’d have break the news to my parents
I’d leave you with the mortgage and payments
It’d empty all the air from your rib cage
Before you could say goodbye
You know it’s pointless
Talking me down
I try to fake it and you call me out
Running in circles
Scared to find out
Try not to focus
On if your plane crashed and I’m not on it
Or the ocean floods your apartment
I’m losing sleep and telling you I’m fine
The longer I’m with you
The more that I miss you
Can’t let it go
Already printed your photo
For the wall at the funeral home
And if I’m honest
It feels like I’m breaking my promise
every time that I step out the door
What if my plane crashed and you’re not on it
Or the ocean floods my apartment
I’m losing sleep and telling you I’m fine
The longer I’m with you
The more that I miss you
Can’t let it go
Already printed your photo
For the wall at the funeral home
Already printed your photo
For the wall at the funeral home
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Already Dead
02:39
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I sat all night
You never came, I’m lying to my waiter
It’s 10pm they’re closing soon
Cause you were right
And I was wrong
How did I just get here
And how did I not think this through
A fake fight you’re not nice
A misuse of a perfect goodbye
In my mind
We are already over
Cause I hope
You’re happy
That I’m going nowhere
I misspoke I'm sorry
But I know it’s not our time
Cause you’re not really worth the fight
And yeah I hope you heard that right
Cause I think I’m going under
I read this novel
The lovers die in chapter two
Feels really similar to you
A faded smile
And my hair is unkept
I always tried when you were mine
Cause I hope
You’re happy
That I’m going nowhere
I misspoke I'm sorry
But I know it’s not our time
Cause you’re not really worth the fight
And yeah I hope you heard that right
Cause I think I’m going under
I’m really fading away
Is this just all in my head
I’d rather just end up dead
I’m already dead
Cause I’d do anything to rest
This whole commotion in my chest
I’m taking steps
But I still tell myself I’m going nowhere
I don’t give a shit about
What you are doing lately
And I hope you know
Yeah I hope you know
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