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Wrong Side of the Bed
03:06
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I woke up on the wrong side of the bed
I think I'd be alright but I'm already dead
Yeah, I woke up on the wrong side of the bed
I think I'd be alright if I heard what she said
I woke up on the wrong side of the bed!
Yeah this morning I think I'll start to clear my head
I woke up on the wrong side of the bed
Maybe I'll just forget her instead
Oh my jet-lagged head
Wonders when it will get back in bed
Over this wide pond, I will consider you gone
But I see the way that you look at me,
and I see the hesitation in your eyes
And I can see your hesitation
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2. |
Living Woes
02:52
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I was ready to go,
but you said no, "I don't have my makeup on"
I know
It's getting late, you look fine
we might hit the traffic
And we all make time
compromise then rewind
Alarms for sleep
drugged up, empty dreams
Awake in my bed,
I'll forget what she said
A faded memory
A see through yellow scene
When you try,
to make it known,
do you let it all go?
Or do you feel
like your alone?
And I have have seen
my fucked up dreams.
And I don't mind,
'cuz I think I am fine.
I have seen
a better time,
when we all lied
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Extraction
04:32
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Come inside
Into my sleepy eyes
Steal my thoughts
So that when you die,
You can be with your wife
Would I let you go, oh no
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4. |
What?
03:51
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Do you remember me?
I saw you that one evening.
When I sleep,
I tend to dream.
But when I wake,
theres not much change.
Everyone can try to change
and we can try to relate.
I probably forgot your name,
I have yet to trust my brain.
Painted walls, and a room too small.
Its way to hot but you find a way cold.
Sweating palms, and a light thats turned off,
come on in its not like were doing anything.
Yeah
Hey
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Midnight Talks
06:58
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Midnight Talks are all that I want from you.
A quick text, a quick thought that rides through your head.
I am clouded in a puff of smoke,
I will fall down to the ground
as you figure it all out.
How can I be sorry,
if every time I tell you something,
you freak out.
How can I be sorry,
If every time I try to hold your hand,
you leave me.
And all my friends say,
"you gotta get up, you stupid fuck
what the hell are you doing?"
And that would be great, if they weren't so fake.
Just let me lie here, and watch as I fade away.
'Cuz when everything starts to smell like coffee
thats when you know its time to leave.
When everything it starts to smell like coffee,
you know its time to leave
Yeah get up get up my friend.
You gotta see whats out there, you gotta breathe.
You've been laying there too long,
Your staining the sheets,
your starting to bleed .
So patch me up
and let me out.
Show me that the grass is still green,
and that school isn't out.
I'll take a walk and try to see
all these pretty girls might be interested in me.
Oh you are delusional.
Why do you say that?
You are beautiful.
And i know what you've done!
Your not insane,
but your not safe.
Yeah your not the innocent man
everyone claims!
Then why do you take your time with me?
You take it so patiently.
As you wait for me to walk up
to open the door i haven't locked up.
Why do you knock, you could just walk in.
Tell me to shut up and put on my thick skin.
All these words would be so great,
if they would last me every day.
So let go, everybody knows.
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