1. |
Makeshift
03:58
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create and throw it away
make up the reason why
it ever came to be in the first place
and throw it aside
please don’t ask me to leave
I’m only here to forget, go home
get sober, remember,
repeat
save face for the sake
of wishing change away
you don’t expect to be
the lack of personality
the sole imposing person
holding back all of the quality
I want bold lines
to take the place of me
but never can remember
ever having been so lucky
I make the same thing
the time it takes in a day
to make the same thing
is daily wasting away
you don’t expect to be
the lack of personality
the sole imposing person
holding back all of the quality
I want bold lines
to take the place of me
but never can remember
ever having been so lucky
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2. |
Fold In
03:01
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grey the brushstroke
sky blew past the
right place at the
right time
it makes so much sense
the arrogance can mask a vapid message
convince you that it's spilling past
the edge of the canvas
bad art's a beaten in disguise
in case you haven't seen it
full clouds of phases
falling from you as you walk
I fall away, I fall away
I fall away without it
that foggy daisy chain that
breaks against my jaw
don't look away looking for the ideal timing
fix and break it open again
fold in worn corners, re-punch the binding
but don't write the end
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3. |
Here Again
04:03
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I'm here again
acting so upset
knowing everyone is
someone's ugly means to an end
and I don't know what the end is
but it doesn't involve you and
I never wanted you to be a piece of me
unbeknownst to you, and I'm so sorry
what wrote my poem
imposed itself on me
but that's only insofar
as i know I'm bound to be
somebody else to cast the first stone
I'm here again
holding out to the end
I want to flatten grass in patches
watching swords in descent
and I don't know what the end is
but it doesn't involve you and
I never wanted you to be a piece of me
unbeknownst to you, and I'm so sorry
what wrote my poem
imposed itself on me
but that's only insofar
as i know I'm bound to be
somebody else to cast the first stone
I never wanted you to be a piece of me
unbeknownst to you, and I'm so sorry
never wanted you to be a piece of me
unbeknownst to you, and I'm so sorry
what wrote my poem
imposed itself on me
but that's only insofar
as i know I'm bound to be
somebody else to cast the first stone
somebody else to cast the first stone
somebody else to cast the first stone
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4. |
Interlude
01:36
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5. |
Only Say Hello
03:40
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don't make it last
be sure to make it first
and don't hear anything I say from here on out
unless you want to make it worse
believe me
I haven't been home
to meet me yet
but it's just like me to forget
and that's a gas to me
that the person that I'm
bound to be's never there to see
the absent man he is
I guarantee he's somebody else
and I just figure it out from here
I'm just the only one on display
I could be any blank slate brought from the back
one day, I plan to be planned out
lying beside my fated self
I think I'm talking to myself again
and I've been holding candles to the people that I've been
but winter paranoia makes me think I'm back to being one of them
and though one could say that every day is trailing rolling stones
I think I'm spending too much time on my own
versions of me have an
aversion to me, I know
but I'm just the only one on display
I could be any blank slate brought from the back
one day, I plan to be planned out
lying beside my fated self
I think I'm talking to myself again
don't be so impatient
to see the all of you
folding creases into
your face
don't be so impatient
to see the all of you
folding creases into
your face
don't be so impatient
to know
that I'm just the only one on display
I could be any blank slate brought from the back
one day, I plan to be planned out
lying beside my fated self
I think I'm talking to myself again
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6. |
Dread the Comedown
02:46
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don't be so bent out of shape
for the likes of me believing
something that I don't need
to be true just can't be right
in spite of how clear
it all may seem to you
well I can't be, I can't be
I can't be, I can't be caught dead
thinking through hilarity that
I'm pretty sure ensues each time
I change my mind like heartbeats
fall in line, it's nothing new
embarrassing, but it's something to do
but don't dread the comedown for the moment
don't think you can't see past the foreground just yet
most fickle people don't believe it
but you know they'll come around
you won't be whole as a person until you're
adorned with a headstone crown
don't dread the comedown for the moment
don't think you can't see past the foreground just yet
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7. |
Sun Hollow
03:41
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I break me down
the days left unwound
I make myself think a man so
matter of fact can't be so loud
don't blame my tongue
cat's cradled between my lungs
and nothing needs to be said
no one believes me now
make me no one again
but call me by my name
make it worth it to me
don't make me waste my honesty
on my needs
the all-encompassing love we say we
all want everyone to live inside
the truth that tells a lie
I can't relate myself back
my name could die with me
and it's not nearly as romantic as it seems
make me no one again
but call me by my name
make it worth it to me
don't make me waste my honesty
on my needs
the all-encompassing love we say we need
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8. |
Burden
03:34
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hold fast in spite of the
slow walk back from over-thought
and inciting attack on the notion of
inviting the occasional set-back
the form that you see when you close your eyes
is an effigy that you've given life
encrusted with moments in time
as an etiquette, sporting a coin over each of its eyes
beside it a better-off having been opened again
heart on a rope hanging over the shadows of doubts
that you thought you put to bed
in the shape of your silhouette crossing proverbial lines
but while beside your regret, the blank space is a state of mind
absence and the all in kind before you
shaken off as a blanketed diatribe
cadence breaks the fall high off potential
but without it, the absence and all divide
and they become your eyes
in sockets awake at night
gleam from coins in a mental dig site
and they become your eyes
in sockets awake at night
gleam from coins in a mental dig site
and they become your eyes
in sockets awake at night
gleam from coins in a mental dig site
your moments left to be lived
don't have to fit in any one set of changes
to the narrative
your moments left to be lived
don't have to fit in any one set of changes
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