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Ease
04:04
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Another day stuck in this hell
Do you hate me like I hate myself?
Do you talk about me with someone else?
Their way brings relief, but I wanna save myself
So tell me I'm wrong to feel this way
Tell me I'm sick, that I need to be saved
And tell me I'm wrong to wanna feel a thing
But medicate, numb, breathe
And I sold my soul to ease my world
Another year, wish I was someone else
My days on repeat, my life on a shelf
My frantic mind, it screams like hell
But I can't help but keep to myself
Another day stuck in this hell
(I sold my soul)
Do you hate me like I hate myself?
(To ease my world)
I just wanna feel loved, I wanna love this shell
(I sold my soul)
Their way brings relief, but I wanna save myself
I wanna save myself
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No Rain
04:35
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There's a numbness in the air and it won't go
And I can feel it in my bones
And solitude ensures that sorrow flows
It comes in waves and leaves me cold
And there's glass in the air around your name
And I'll breathe it in, I've grown accustomed to that pain
'Cause in the end, all the blood I'll cough
It's worth the stories of your life that we have lost
And I've heard that in heaven, there's no rain
And I just hope I'll meet you there one day
'Cause the color from the sky all ran into this shade of grey
And now nothing will ever feel the same
It'll never be the same
There's an echo in your hall and it won't go
And I can feel it in my bones
And I miss you all the time and I just hope
That one day soon, all this sorrow slows
That one day soon, all this sorrow slows
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At Least I'll Try
03:39
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Woke up and wished that I was a better friend
One that I'd hate less, that I'd hate less
And I'm sorry, but I wish that I knew that I was good enough
Without some reassurance, without constant reassurance
In hate, I've grown bitter
I'm not proud of the way that I have been
These days never seem to end
And breaths travel on as I let down another friend
And honestly, I wish that I knew a simpler phrase
That wouldn't hurt the ones I love, I always hurt the ones I love
And some days, I wish that I knew that I was good enough
But most of the time, I just wish that I knew that I was good
And when this season ends
The warm air brings me back again
I'm sorry I'm so angry all the time
I swear I'll be better
Or at least, I'll try
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The House You Made
04:08
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I've been spending my time reminiscing
And it's keeping me awake at night
And every aching moment keeps me thinking
Did my wrongs outweigh the things that I got right?
I've spent entire days secluded in depression
And I've learned to keep mine bottled up tight
So I'll keep quiet as the pain pours out like water
And maybe I learned to drown just right
So the people in this house sleep through the night
But the void will only keep getting deeper
And the sun shines dimmer these days
And if I could, I'd take back all my bad years
I just need your laugh echoing in this place
A memory is all that I have these days
I've been feeling a kind of empty that stays
Just as vacant as that house that you made
And every room still gives me the shakes
But there are small reminders of happier days
And that brings a little healing they say
So they say
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51
06:11
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The house that I grew up in is getting darker now these days
And the pictures on its walls got me shaking in my frame
'Cause it's been four weeks since you left and I can't escape the thought
Of that 4:30 phone call where she said, "Son, your father, he's gone"
And I could hear her voice shake as I put my car in park
And as that panic slowly set in, my only thought was hanging up
I found myself sitting in traffic - mad as hell, alone with my thoughts
Of how I never said goodbye, or told you that I loved you enough
And as I pulled up onto the street where I grew up
The neighbors stood in silence, but their faces said enough
And as I stepped out onto the street I learned to walk
I realized the cop cars had all their sirens off
I spent some time in a dark booth in some shitty Brooklyn bar
Looking through old photographs and wondering where you are
I tried to write some words to speak in the front seat of a car
But the only thing that I could think of was, "How could I get to where you are?"
And as I pulled up onto the street where I grew up
There was only a haunting silence that would the falling leaves disrupt
And as I climbed the steps to the house I learned to love
I felt the earth exhale the dirt and the roof caved in on us
I never thought that day in your garage
Would become the last time we talked
And I'm sorry I was busy the last time you called
There's not a thing I wouldn't give up for another chance to talk
Your girlfriend told us about your plans and your friends came by in waves
And all those words shared on tear-stained page echoed in one loud refrain
And as the color from the sky all ran into this shade of grey
I hope you know that I love you, and I'll miss you more each day
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Common Ground Collective Los Angeles, California
Artist development company in Los Angeles, CA dedicated to spreading good vibes only.
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