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just know i'm sorry for it all
i know it must be hard to hear
i'm glad you left before the fall
'cause i won't make it past this year
just know i love you like a rose
would love the thorns upon its stem
no matter how they might have dug into my skin
no matter how things might have ended
i will wish for you each night, i'll wish your touch was mine again
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everyday
02:13
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this anxiety inside of me is tiring my mind
i can't cry or sleep or smile or eat or even try to find
something physical or tangible to lay alone beside
i am singing to the void again, i hum into the night
everyday, everyday (x4)
the way that i cope with things is unethical
and all my clever words have been said before
i'm just putting off the inevitable
i am feeling more like a vegetable
everyday, everyday (x4)
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laying up at night
no concept of myself
i'm lost inside my head
you're lost inside, as well
i'm breathing in fresh air
on my grandparents' front porch
while you're laying in the grass
or you're staring at the floor
and anxious like i am
i'm panicking again
'cause i'm losing touch with all
the people i call friends
you're losing in a staring contest
with whatever's in your mirror
you are me and i am you
but we're not one and i'm inferior
i'm three beers past five too many
i'm two bowls past too high
i'm one forehead kiss away
from falling asleep when i realize
that my whole life is up in the air
my heart is out on a tightrope
and my mind is so unaware
that the safety net was cut a long time ago
so why should i remember
when good times come around
if the deafening silence of anxiety
will drown out the prettiest sounds
at the bottom of a riverbed
my nightmares are coming on
they feel like my favorite song
if i didn't know the words whenever it came on
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4. |
flower store
02:51
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i wanna work at a flower store
and steal you all the roses that i couldn't afford
i don't know if i wanna live anymore
it all feels the same as it did before
i wanna feel like an open door
a shattered window on your bedroom floor
i don't know who i really am anymore
it all feels the same, but i'm never quite sure
i wanna wait here with bated breath
and cry in the corner while you lay and rest
i can be your shoulder when you feel upset
just lay your head down, honey, please don't fret
i wanna sleep in a stranger's bed
just to overanalyze every word you said
i don't really know if there's anything left
but i don't wanna fall in love, i wanna fall to my death
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5. |
fan (ghost)
02:00
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the fan beside me's humming at a steady a#
i can just make out the note on my phone screen
it's 6 am again and i'm still crying over things
that i've been crying 'bout as long as you've known me
eternally unhappy
i'm alone
severing the cartiledge
and bone
i want to be rid of every
piece of me that's left
until i float
i am a ghost
the world around us spins as we wait for it to end
hey, guys, do you think that we could do that sooner?
waking up's a chore, i walk the labrynth on my floor
and realize that i'm a fucking loser
eternally unhappy
i'm alone
severing the cartiledge
and bone
i want to be rid of every
piece of me that's left
until i float
i am a ghost
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