1. |
Kurt Cocaine
03:18
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I’m tired of getting fucked up.
2 Beers, 5 Shots.
My stomach erupts.
Faded fast with intentions to continue,
cut short by a toilet bowl and yearning for you.
Sometimes it’s all that I can do to feel a fucking thing.
Sometimes it’s just a facade to fit in.
Sometimes I wish that you could save me.
Sometimes I wish it would all just go away.
I’m tired of smoking again.
3 Dabs, 2 Joints.
No hint of relief.
Paranoia when I’m with my friends.
Alone the feeling is ecstasy.
Sometimes I wonder what it would be like.
Sometimes I wonder how it would be,
Just to forget it all.
Sometimes I just let go completely.
But I can’t help thinking,
That all of this was my fault.
Cuz when I think of the worst man that I know,
All I see is a room of mirrors.
And I don’t know what to say.
Cuz I don’t know to change.
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2. |
Foreign Face
04:11
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Can I see you again?
I’m not sure when.
All I know is soon.
We laid there sleeping on your couch.
Pitbulls lying all around.
Said let’s go skinny dipping off of the cold New Jersey Coast.
What am I doing here?
A foreign face, somewhere out of place.
We sat there on the edge of our seats watching others leach off life.
Anxiety, balling up in our throats.
If only I knew how much longer it would last.
What am I doing here?
A foreign face, somewhere out of place.
Thank you, I love you.
I’m sorry, Goodnight.
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3. |
noose
03:21
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I spent the whole summer without seeing your face once.
I know it could be worse.
It’s not a record eight months.
‘Cuz when you can’t keep plans.
Even if unintentionally.
When you can’t hang.
You’ve left me with my head in the noose.
Ready to let go.
With no one to kick the chair.
No one to let me know.
It’ll only hurt for a second.
Instead it hurts for a lifetime.
Or at least, for what’s left of it.
I don’t know how to let you go.
With all these future plans sinking back from whence they came.
I don’t know how to let you go.
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4. |
GL
02:38
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I don’t want you to let go.
That house up on Graver’s Lane,
Holds her memory with a stranger.
Her voice struggles to play in my mind.
What would she think of me now?
Pouring my heart out to no one.
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5. |
Reprise
00:38
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Barbara where’d you go?
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Delaware DIY Alternative Rock // nic, athena, jason, rob
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