1. |
Sorry
03:12
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I don’t have a better plan
I just want to see my friends
It’s been a tough couple of weeks
and I’m feeling a little beside myself
we all move around
with our heads held down
just trying to make it through the day
I’m sorry I didn’t answer the phone
I get anxious and want to be alone
really I’d be better if we talked it out
but it’s hard to speak about it with all this doubt
Maybe I’ll stay home tonight
I’m better off at home
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2. |
Young, Drunk, and Stupid
03:04
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Do you remember the night
I fell flat on my face when I was wasted?
I left a bit of my head
and a piece of my pride there on the pavement
Our friends were laughing so hard
They nearly fell over
I made a mess of myself on a street full of strangers
I wished I was dead
Young, drunk, and stupid
we paid for these nights
so we won’t lose them
I don’t know what I’m doing tonight
Let alone for the rest of my life
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3. |
Fall
04:02
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Move slowly down the hall
Just waiting for a time to call
The only way to pass the time
Is hanging from this old phone line
You spent a year
Working away
Is it any better?
Who can say
What’s left
When you ignore it all?
There’s nothing you can do but fall
It’s all temporary anyway
Landmarks and postcards
are all that you’ve got
hand written thoughts
from an empty parking lot
left to find something but you got lost
you’re moving further from the plot
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4. |
Come Back Around
02:48
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I know you tried
You tried just about everything
To calm your mind
And push down all the things that you hide
Stick around and we’ll figure this out
Cuz I don’t know what else I can do
Let’s wait it out and sort through the doubt
and we’ll come back around soon
I’ll come back around to you.
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5. |
Home
03:31
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A quick stop
a thousand miles from home
we’ve come a long way
but still so far to go
I turn the music up and try to stay awake
the song on the radio
we love to sing full blast
it crackles out as city limits pass
nothing but static
on this old deserted road
I check the rearview
and I signal right
it doesn’t matter just how far we get tonight
our lives they orbit, just like satellites
and we’re just trying to get it right
I drove all night
I didn’t rest my head
A couple more miles
and I’ll sleep in my bed
I’m rubbing my tired eyes
You’re passed out next to me
I’m coming home
I’m too tired to keep driving
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6. |
Midnight Hours
02:51
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I can’t sleep again
The weight of the night comes crashing in
And it’s the third time this week
that I call it and sneak
to stare out the window instead
these restless nights are filling me with dread
Midnight hours are dragging on
I’m killing time
Waiting for the morning light
I’ll be fine
I know I’ve got all my friends
Looking out for me
But I can’t reason with myself
But sometimes my mind
is cruel and unkind
and it shows up in my dreams
I need to get some rest
My brain feels like a giant mess
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7. |
December Snow
03:22
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Everyday
Like the one before
an endless loop
a constant bore
holding steady
maintain routine
don’t fall behind
don’t cause a scene
trudge along
stare at your phone
just killing time
you feel more alone
is it any different on the other side
no one’s better off
we just wanna survive
we make mistakes
and we leave traces as we go
the footsteps they get erased by this cold December snow
I’ll look out for you, if you look out for me
Anxiety
and things we fear
prescription year
our heads get clear
pressure building
self medicate
to lift us up
and get our heads on straight
there’s no grand design
we’ll do what we can
no parachute
no backup plan
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