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Nightmares
03:58
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I'm worried there are worms in my gut
Eating up anything and everything that resembles love
A small taste of consistency would settle their hunt
Pinch the nerve in my neck
Go numb without anesthetic, words left out of my rhetoric
Lack of feeling isn't foreign to me
Compound the stress
Man, I'm one hell of a mess
I hope a sentence with sense come out
Release the rest
Damn, I thought I was making progress
But here I am still filled with doubt
Who put butterflies in my stomach?
My anxiety is always on the come up
Please stop, don't embellish the truth, okay?
So we can relish in the refrain
I could pray to a God
Though doing that's a lost cause
When I don't believe anymore
A prayer to no one results in nothing
Show me something real
And I'll substitute it for myself
I can't seem to feel
Much less care for someone else
Compound the stress
Man, I'm one hell of a mess
I hope a sentence with sense come out
Release the rest
Damn, I thought I was making progress
But here I am still filled with doubt
I hope you like the taste of your own medicine
Prescribe this pill
Reactions vary
Unique like snow
Built to break for the last time
Swear you're a makeshift monster
Do I deserve this?
Harbor evil spirits you fostered
And did I earn this?
Effect found the cause
My nightmares come from troubled thoughts
You tried to cut my tongue out of my mouth
Go on and hide your claws
Watch me bleed while handing me gauze
Stitches behind my gums serve as a vow
I've had enough now
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2. |
Vanilla Taste
02:49
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Wake up solely after the setting sun
Forfeit forever my measured lungs
Whatever it takes to become
The spitting image of the person you want
Lust for the rust and decay of the things I could never say
Recognize my bent resentment for the peace we could never make
I need, I need a vanilla taste of temper
A flavor that will help me, help me remember
What it's like to piece and hold
Worthwhile moments together
We want someone to share our lives with
Stuck drifting in fantasy climates
Do incessant thoughts of you play a part?
When winter comes, will spring be far?
I need, I need a vanilla taste of temper
A flavor that will help me, help me remember
What it's like to piece and hold
Worthwhile moments together
Used to smoke too much
Drink too much
Sleep too much
Still I sulk too much
Think too much
& I sink deep too much
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3. |
Sour Days
04:10
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We would stay up late
Watch for lightning amidst the rain
Then we'd wait for the thunder to roll and make us shake
Our conversations became nothing more than campfire talk
You didn't understand when I said I had a lot on my conscience
It was you who was on it, didn't say what I meant if I'm being honest
Tents once made of dreams
Forest full of scenery
Bags packed with fears
Alleviated by thievery
That memory still makes me shake
Like a storm in an earthquake
Saw the lightning dance on your face
True north discovered by the wild lake
I sat there cold and I froze even though
You and I were oh so close to the fire
My mind left my heart behind
I hated myself, my mental health,
My ghosts, and even my clothes
They'll always be stained with the scent of smoke
Tents once made of dreams
Forest full of scenery
Bags packed with fears
Alleviated by thievery
That memory still makes me shake
Like a storm in an earthquake
Saw the lightning dance on your face
True north discovered by the wild lake
(and I let you slip away)
How did I miss it?
I should've noticed
All of our plans, life simply stole them
Or maybe I'm the culprit
As those sour days crept closer
Expressions grew exceptions
No longer can I decipher or decode her
I was the wolf who got lost in suspense
Searching, vision blurring, yearning for the end
I started painting trees patiently with my vein's own shade of red
I'm coughing up blood as I choke on harsh words that I spoke
And I ache in the joints of my trembling legs from running away
Somehow your unrequited love got through to me
Past my fanged teeth
You were the moon who illuminated the city
Seasons move forward
Suddenly it's Fall and leaves turn feeble
We changed and fell apart too
No chance for another sequel
Instead I'll stay out of the fray
I won't say a single thing
Until the tension is displaced
I'm fucking sorry
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Bitter Sweet
02:38
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Different faces I find, unconscious traces of mine
Avert my gaze, ignore, evade, while they string their words
I must remember their yarn only travels to and fro
Can only go so many yards, so very far
Cover the distance in my car
Sweet relief when you would call
Attempt escape from my faults
Before I mistake sugar for salt
Warm summer weather was our sour severance
The space between us seems like the undertow
I'll never know if I don't drive, if I won't try
Cover the distance in my car
Sweet relief when you would call
Attempt escape from my faults
Before I mistake sugar for salt
The home we made for ourselves
It's contracted a headache
Complains with those creaks and moans
Empty dial tones
I left as a favor, realized when I saw you later
Progress isn't always linear
Cover the distance in my car
Sweet relief when you would call
Attempt escape from my faults
Before I mistake sugar for salt
Through these bright rose colored glasses
Never known true care in the past so
You can use me up, take my last breath
I'll get better, fuck being bitter
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5. |
Let Me Sleep
04:13
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Cold sweat makes sense now
Taking note of the forecast in the room
The temperature dropped so soon
You wanted to watch me fold like an umbrella
Experience every drop followed by another
Left the house with more doubts in my head
I hear way too many sounds
Street is dark as were your remarks in my head
It's not safe to be alone or be apart
Guess this couldn't last
Wishes turned to ashes
Deconstructed by disillusions
Goodbye to my last ounce of resolution
Find corruption in solitude
Despite the matter or prelude
Started chewing on my cheeks again
I won't survive in the place
Hold on, let me get the sleep out of my eyes
Left the house with more doubts in my head
I hear way too many sounds
Street is dark as were your remarks in my head
It's not safe to be alone or be apart
The door was squeaking as it shut
Creaking like bones you never loved
Will I ever be able to do anything right for once?
Expecting a catastrophe to make the change I need
I might drink gasoline since self doubt is catching up to me
I could never be good enough
Hearing that I'm no good in any way for anyone
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