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Waiting at the Door
04:13
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you've been waiting at the door
but we're too comfortable laying on the couch
can you wait just a little longer now?
you were outside my apartment
with texts sent "where have you been"?
well I'm busy inside
with video games and my twenty sided die
tie me up to the maple and leave me out to rot
I'll take the time and think
why I couldn't leave the god damn house
I have to be more honest with myself
I'll stop wasting my time
you're all that I need
lay it all on me
stop pretending we're fine
I'm down on my knees
blame it all on me
I've been so lost in feelings of pointlessness
and tired application
I've been so lost in feelings of loneliness
and empty conversation
I'm keeping one foot
in the door
in case I change my mind
I have to be more honest this time
I'm so tired of myself fucking up everything
before the tattoos, the bar nights, and work life
everyone was alright
I miss the wasted days, the parking lots, and late nights
where everything was alright
you've been waiting at the door
I'm face-down drunk on the floor
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So you hold his hand
in the summer, in the parking lot where we
did the same
And you're both so happy
talking about your wedding
and the house you'll move into
next winter
So I sit, two thousand miles away
waiting for someone, waiting for something
to make me feel like I belong here
Maybe you're the one
to put me in my place
with that wicked smile that could
change my mind
Looking through the plane's windows
it's so good to be home
And your family problems go away
when you live halfway across the world
And you're the perfect cause of self loathing
(I'll wait for someone who will never come)
Your hopes are something
that's been conjured up
through all your time
without me
(Looking through the plane's windows - it's so good to be home)
I'm trying to let go
but you're still here
in my mind
your residency.
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3. |
Remember the Sunwell
03:54
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Transition to another
(Waiting to let go of holding on)
day I avoid the pressure
(forcing everything until you're gone)
I promise I'll do better next time
Sometimes
We get trapped away
in a dangerous fashion,
like my cyclic head
pushes every light out
Sunset on stupid situations
If I was a photon
and you were the valence
I still can't excite your disinterested eyes
Before the autumn came
and brought your whispers of goodbye
I've been thinking you're a mess
just to ease my eager conscious
from accepting the facts
I know what I have to do
but who am I trying to fool?
I'm living up to a bar that was never set
My car can't handle another winter but
here I am
braving the storm
just to make me about you
A whole paycheck on drugs to forget
I still don't have my shit together
I'll live for me if I can live to get some answers
Why the prodigal son and friend,
who was never there for anyone,
fucked it up again?
It's no surprise to them
I promise I'll do better next time
resist the urge to instigate
from an apathetic mind
Because you're still on that nine to five grind
and I don't understand this life
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4. |
Hey Elliot
03:31
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You let your age run down the walls
countless nights when you're alone
Mindless nonsense seeping through
your pours and down your nose
Call it quits and say you're not warm without anyone else
especially without him
Hey Elliot
I think I need a doctor
to save me from this bummer
And you
you doubt yourself and hate yourself
for all the things that we all fuck up
You said you needed space
so you get tattoos
That you need to be alone
to hide your desert sunburn
So go and fix yourself
he tried to fix you
See you in three years or so
but you wouldn't let him
Go back around the corner, and hide yourself
from everyone who ever doubted you
So I guess that means yourself
(I'll wait for you)
Come back around the corner, and show yourself
to everyone who ever doubted you
So I guess that means yourself
Hey Elliot,
I think I need a doctor
to save me from this bummer
And you
doubt yourself and hate yourself
for all the things that we all fuck up
(I'm so tired of myself fucking up everything)
hey Elliot
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The Middle of the Ocean
05:46
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Fall asleep
into the nightmare I always would keep out of reach
as we drink
you run downstairs to fill the empty space
that you hide so well,
so you'll never have to tell me
That I would die
before I find
the boy you're looking for
It's so cold with no coat
I'm alone on the road
the snow it knows
and just keeps on falling
Take me on a boat
to the middle of the ocean
Make a living out of fishing
I've got no emotion left
And when you said this was good for me
I'm laughing at the things that I believe
I saw a deer on the trail
she led me further down the path
with an end I fail to see
In the mist, morning dew
I step out, watching you
mourning too
out of the picture you pushed me in
A skipping stone
fractures the bones
lying lifeless,
you float to the surface
Take me on a boat
to the middle of the ocean
make a living out of fishing
I've got no emotion left
Remember when you said
the fears were in my head?
I'm drowning in the things that I believe
Well I guess I'll walk this town
until my feet become the ground
Take me on a boat
to the middle of the ocean
make a living out of fishing
I've got no emotion left
Obsessing over what I'll never call my own
I asked if I could help her be less alone
And she said no
please let me go
she said no
I'm not the only one you lost
I just let the water hit the rocks
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