1. |
another time/more alive
01:55
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//another time/more alive//
I’ve already made my exit
before I’ve even made my entrance.
wasn’t ready for any small talk
even to hang around at all.
I’ll catch my friends another time
When I’m feeling more alive
I think I’m gonna just stay home
I think I’m gonna just stay home
I think I’m gonna just stay in
And try to not overthink again
(Ryan)
Save me save me anxiety to chase these
thoughts that keep me up at night
I’m sorry I’ve been hazy lately lately
Even I started to hate me
Even I started to hate me
(Eichlers)
i already made my bed & lied in it
and ive woke up like every single hour since
i cant sleep in
always thinking
always tossing & turning
always anxious & worried
pull the covers off
pillow talk
kick my feet out
its too hot
pull the covers off
ive had enough
kick my feet out
ive had enough
I think I’m gonna just stay home
I think I’m gonna just stay home
I think I’m gonna just stay in
And try to not overthink again
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2. |
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//same song, different year//
I can’t fall asleep on caffeine
Anymore
It keeps me up to think
All about how I
Feel uncomfortable
Around my old friends
I still can’t tell if I
I am stuck at twenty four.
An old voice sings
A song I know
Am I lost in things
I used to mourn?
All the melodies and notes
That I sung
They have grown up with me
They have changed like me
What do they mean now?
Should I be concerned?
Or should I let them go?
Am I stuck at twenty four?
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3. |
in the field (blooming)
02:44
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//in the field (blooming)//
I wanna be
like the flowers
In the field
Blooming. X2
Carving mountains through soft soil
Now the fields are given life
Up and through the dirt and weeds
The field it aches and wonders why.
Pathway beat below the trees
The flowers choose to grow around
You never know the dirt beneath
Until your hands they feel the ground.
(Roger)
Seems there's always something
Leading to this taste
An absence of sensation
A numbness, a waste
Seems there's always something
(Something)
Leading to this taste
(This taste)
An absence of sensation
A numbness, a waste
Growing from something.
Turning into nothing.
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4. |
summer of '19
03:08
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//summer of ’19//
I stand around to feel
Part of the conversation
Thank you for letting me
Exist around you.
Not everyone I know
Takes away my energy
I shouldn’t be alone
All of the time.
I need to get myself out of this bed
My friends help me get me out of my head
I need to get myself out of this mess
My friends help me get me out of my head
I have to keep in mind
I surround myself with
People who are kind
And generous
I’m not unworthy of
The attention they give
It’s not all by luck
they stick around
I need to get myself out of this bed
My friends help me get me out of my head
I need to get myself out of this mess
My friends help me get me out of my head
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5. |
flawed importance
03:17
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//flawed importance//
I will no longer know myself
In a sea of my belongings.
Without them am I anything?
I don’t know how to let them go.
I feel like I have gathered everything.
I have no room for more cluttering
I can’t let new things take up old space.
I will no longer know myself
In a sea of my belongings.
Without them am I anything?
I don’t know how to let them go.
Have I put flawed importance in these things
If I don’t let them go am I progressing?
If I keep them around am I regressing?
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