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I've tried too hard for far too long.
and I tried to make a name for myself,
but I won't hold my breath for this.
And I won't bite my tongue for this.
Counting down the days 'til I can
leave this place and do what I was born to do,
But my mind's a mess and I hope to God that my mood swings soon.
You'll never have the faith in me I wish you had.
And I've been doing my best just to make it right again.
You'll never see the day you swallow your pride,
But if you ever do remember who was always there for you.
The one who held your hand when you cried
in my passenger seat that night,
You told me I'd become too much for you.
But last year, I wasn't enough for you.
It's funny how things change.
Yeah, it's funny how things change.
You'll never have the faith in me I wish you had.
And I've been doing my best just to make it right again.
You'll never see the day you swallow your pride,
And that's just how it's always been.
Remember how it felt? We had the world on a string.
Remember how we'd promised we'd never let it drop for anything.
But you let go and I moved on we let it drop and scraped apart.
We tried to fix what wasn't broken, don't try to fix what isn't broken.
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Reverie (acoustic)
03:11
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Somehow we talked it up without saying a goddamn word.
Forgot everything we heard about the world and how we'd learn it'd knock us over in the end. And I don't wanna be a backup plan again.
I don't wanna be your pick-me-up again.
You promised everything would work out in the end.
I don't wanna be a backup plan again.
The words that you took back
were never the ones that would ever mean anything to me.
I gave you my best shot but you were a lost cause.
Why did you mean anything to me?
Got strung up on everything that never was important.
I'll try to get it right. I just don't know what to do.
I'm trying my hardest to keep my composure.
I'm trying my hardest to keep my feet on the ground
and my hands in my pockets.
The bags straining the skin below my eyes show
the wear and tear of you being around.
I just don't know what to do.
Chalked it up to feeling so let down again.
Finally found a place to lay my head, but it's hard to sleep.
I'll stay awake instead.
Feeling like I'm walking aimlessly again.
Making pebbles into boulders once again.
I walk these streets all alone to clear my head.
I don't wanna wander aimlessly again.
Got strung up on everything, cut ties to everything we had.
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3. |
Losing Sleep (acoustic)
03:24
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I've been bending over backwards just to say this to your face.
I guess that I never got the chance to say
I never wanted to play those stupid games.
This is driving me insane.
All the thoughts inside my brain
go along with time we lost in this city of mine.
And I’ve been trying my best to scream these words you detest.
You were no different from the rest.
And I've been losing so much sleep. We've been dragging our feet.
Let's pretend this never happened, I'll pretend you don't exist.
So I can finally forget the taste that lingers on my lips.
And when I'm on the road and you're at home without your friends,
I hope you start to realize that you'll never see my face again.
You'll never lie straight to my face again.
I hope this tears you up inside. Hope these words control your life.
Cause you deserve nothing from me.
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So burn this city to the ground and run,
Set sail for everything we ever loved.
Living for sleepless nights under these moonless skies.
These were just my best intentions.
Never understood the consequence,
I'm losing touch with everything and everyone I used to trust.
My mind has seen too much change,
I'm growing up too fast and I'm deep in over my head.
I'm breaking down living up to expectations and directions too hard to comprehend.
I've been in such a fucking rut.
And this feeling in my gut's enough to knock me out, and tear me down.
But I'm forced to carry on.
Because in the end I'm selfishly driven by the feel of things.
Am I losing touch with everything and everyone I used to trust?
(everything and everyone I used to trust)
My mind has seen too much change,
I'm growing up too fast and I'm deep in over my head
I'm breaking down living up to expectations and directions too hard to comprehend.
The words that I live by are losing their touch.
Guess that's what I get for thinking too much,
and nothing has ever gone as I expected.
I kept my chin up, when this was pulling me down.
I kept my chin up and that's what kept me alive.
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This is the last I beat myself over this when all I wanted was approval,
But I always missed deadlines
and late nights and down time and day light.
Yeah it's the last I beat myself up over this,
never again will I beat myself up over this.
These dirty streets are all that I know,
Im getting tired of walking all alone
It's freezing cold, it's getting old.
So ill take my final steps (and I'm not settling).
I guess that my leavings for the best (I'm sick of everything)
The days are all the same here and I can feel it in my empty chest.
I can't afford to waste my time on these
people that I can not coexist with.
Lets blame this on each other like we never fail to do.
And you can tell from my voice that I'm off balance.
We were like a castle of cards with our stability.
And all the thoughts in my mind kill the consistency.
Another night in this town will be the death of me.
It broke me, I'm so weak that I can't see the road in front of me.
I'm always missing deadlines, late nights, down time and day light.
But I'll miss the place that nobody had anything good to say about.
I'll miss the way that everything could find a way to break me down.
The only way to save myself is to prove that
I was never a slave like the rest.
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6. |
East & West
03:42
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I'm sure if these walls could talk
they would just keep to themselves,
just like everybody else.
Nobody's voiceless, they just act that way.
How am I supposed to just assume that everything
will fall back into place with a snap of my fingertips?
I can't explain this hate that I hold,
I guess I'm just afraid.
I'm sick of feeling alone when I'm surrounded by a crowd,
I just can't think straight.
Sick of not knowing where home is,
sick of pretending that I'm homeless.
What if I did something crazy?
Like wrap myself in flames.
Would that make them want to see me,
or would they laugh right in my face?
What if everything they taught me,
could help me bear this storm?
My basement has always been freezing,
but the attic's always warm.
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