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Church Face
03:06
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Come a little closer
Cover your eyes
You don't need to be
Good company
Moment of weakness
You are this week
They don't need to see
That part of me
Who do you loathe
And where do you go
When your eyes wander off
I really need to know
Are they thoughts about the future
Or hatred for the past
That look you have right now
The black, gold crown
Listen to me
You protect your heart
They take a part
You keep up your guard
It's eating at me
The way I think
It's this cold heat
That gets me by
Smell of wet air
Asleep on the stairs
A window left open
Torn up letter prayer
Your hand made escape
Collapsed on the way
Now it's off with their heads
But they're begging to stay
All it really takes
A couple bad days
Pull you in close
Forget, let go
All it really takes
A couple bad days
Pull you in close
Forget, let go
Put on your church face
Come out and play
It's just a little bit of poison
But it goes a long way
Take off your church face
Come out and play
You're just a little bit of poison
Coursing though my veins
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2. |
February
03:43
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You said that
I’m not worthy
and you’re not happy
Your second face showed
and you tried to save it
What is crisis cause
no one is special
including me
including you
February winds
chilled me to the bone
no skin left to spare
and I wish
you were different
you sank into them
And all I ever wanted was an answer
So indirect
And all the decisions that you made
Were they worth it?
I’m doing fine
We both knew I’d end up alright
I still try not
to think about that night
I’ll see you
in a year
back home from school
you will change
but nothing new
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I’ll leave and I know
it won’t be the same
When I come back
and fall into routine
California
oh, so tempting
what’s left at all?
what’s left of my home?
And I hope you make it through next winter
All along
I knew it wasn’t for me
It hurts to leave
but staying kills me
Cut ties, and burn it
down to feel free
thank you, thank you
you know where I’ll be
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4. |
Patterns
04:24
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All we really are is patterns
Do you think it really matters
All this really is is patterns
Say something try to make it matter
Trying to make sense of the pattern
We're all turning into our fathers
Wonder why we even bother
Wonder why I even bother
Save your fairytale for another day
Forget the memories, time spent in pain
intoxicating taste
Ethanol escape
I wish you'd take the time to talk with me
We could fix the problem today
But that's happy ending
So used to self destructing.
I have demons too
You gotta fight them off
Hope for something new
Just try hard enough
If you only knew
What we do for you
Save your sad story for a sunny day
Now keep that smile off your face
Your happiness is a joke
When your happiness is smoked
Promise to love you no matter how hard.
You make you're always breaking my heart.
You break it all the time.
Forgive you every time.
All we really are is patterns
Do you think it really matters
Trying to make sense of the pattern
Why can't you change for the better
Save your fairytale for another day
Forget the memories, time spent in pain
intoxicating taste
Ethanol escape
I wish you'd take the time to talk with me
We could fix the problem today
But that's happy ending
So used to self destructing.
Save your sad story for a sunny day
Now keep that smile off your face
Your happiness is a joke
When your happiness is smoked
You were ruined by all of the older boys
But that doesn't mean you didn't have a choice.
You chose wrong
All used up
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I've got a scar on my forearm
from an ihop pen love letter
that washed off in the shower
before you could see it
I hope you know
you're important to me
even though its hard to show
you've been the best part
of these past two years
and I know that you're leaving
in a couple weeks
but that doesn't mean
I will forget about you
You made me cool
When i was just a try hard
trying hard to get you
Wonder what I'd be like
if I never met you
who he is,
don't want to him
he's my parting gift
a song you won't even like
but it's the best
that i can do
And I won't forget
When I woke up
Next to you for the first time
You can bet
That I'll be seeing you
in my dreams when you're gone
It sucks we'll never know
what could have been
babe, you'll always be my favorite
redhead girlfriend
tell all those college boys
who you really think about
when you hear the phrase
"prince charming"
Any single one of them
isn't good enough to replace
your favorite
high school boyfriend
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6. |
Circumstances
03:10
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I call you out
You take what’s left of my respect
Searching for the girl I once knew
Put this to rest and make
I take you out
You call out my disrespect
We disconnect
And all my time’s been wasted
All the days I spent alone
wishing to be anywhere but home
I can’t let them go
nothing to show
Sit at home and count the days
Can’t get my head to think straight
Left you in the lost and found
I guess you’re the lost one now
You swore you’d stay true
The circumstances weren’t correct
Put this to rest and make do
Try to forget my troubled past
Rained harder than before
and I’m still wanting something more
Was there truth in what you said?
Was there truth in lies you said?
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Congrats
02:42
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I remember back then
We were just kids
Wishing to be older
Never knew what it meant
But the days have grown shorter
And I Don't see much of you anymore
And now things have changed
A new a life a new look
New friends to hang around
Never had what it took
I'm lost in the background
Your best friend forgot about you
Don't you ever say that you cared more than I did
You think you understand just know I don't buy it
And I wish you didn't made such a mess
Good bye
When there's nothing good about this
Keep in touch
And you know we won't
I hate the way
You talk about the past as if I don't know it
I was there too
Forever broken
Because I lost my best friends
We don't even have the time, but I'll
Make something beautiful to remember you by
Home home
Take me home
Back back
Take me back
And I miss your backyard
With all of my heart
Riding bikes around
With that stupid clicking sound
Cards against the wheels
It was too good to be real
And I'll never forget you
or when you asked me to be your best man
and brothers I love you
but this is where it ends
this is where it ends
this is where it ends
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8. |
18
02:19
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We drive in cars and get lost on the way
Wasting money and losing sleep
Don’t keep promises
We’re far too young for that
Denver looks like a dream
when it’s all we go to feel alive
I-25, bands and shows
ringing in our ears
In the summer heat
we stay inside
and write songs of who we were
or will become
in not too long
it’s all temporary
A quick high before the nostalgia kicks in
and we begin to look down
and look around
forget where we came from
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Poachers Westminster, Colorado
I'm Older and I Know That There Aren't a Lot of Good Things Around
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