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Gospel
04:07
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You laugh while I choke
What’s courage I’m a fucking joke
To each to his own
I’m an insect a la mode
Wide eyes, a thick skin
In the flesh to you amen
No trust, I’m not god
I’m trying my best to just hang on
At least I’m hanging on
I’m barely hanging on
You laugh while I hope
I stick what I’ve learned into a quote
Daydreams manifest
I’ll never take backward steps
Forgo a thin line
I’ll wait for the ink to dry
A blue pen and some songs
I’m trying my best to just hang on
At least I’m hanging on
I’m barely hanging
So please don’t make it worse than it’s got to be
So please don’t turn me into a gospel reading
So please don’t make it worse than it’s got to be
So please don’t make it …
Everyone’s bound for success
That’s normal I don’t want to just exist
I feel too serious
Is it me or do I need to confess
I hate the way I write
I realize that I’m an utter mess, such a mess
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2. |
Like Adults
03:13
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Let’s try acting like adults
Let’s try until we’re at our throats
I try, I tried, it doesn’t work
One of us ends up getting hurt
It must be meant to be
And I’ll walk home all alone
All alone, all alone
Let’s try acting like adults
Let’s try not dwelling within our faults
I can’t, you can’t, we can’t
We’re forcing us to make sense of it all
And I’ll walk home all alone
All alone, all alone
Let’s try acting like adults
Let’s try until we’ve slid to the end of our ropes
I give, I give, I’m giving up
Everything since has been too much for you
And I’ll walk home all alone
And you’ll walk home
Don’t ever come back
I just want to be alone
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3. |
30 Days
03:02
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30 days can’t cure a monster
Neither will things seem much better
Eucalyptus aromatherapy
Won’t be rid this cloud above me
30 days can’t kill enough time
Neither will things seem more right
Rubber bands don’t stretch infinity
All of this will bother me
Cigarettes and other chemicals
Take away the individual
Yeah! Yeah! It’s all et cetera
Just stuck in California
Tell me that it’s all good
Ready, set, go hide your stresses
Overloading all my senses
Got to hit rock bottom soon
Like any other afternoon
Cigarettes and other chemicals
Take away the individual
Yeah! Yeah! It’s all et cetera
Just stuck in California
Tell me that it’s all good
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4. |
Afraid to Die
03:48
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If I listen to another sad song
It’ll make me feel important
I don’t want to let go
I want to feel something
If I daisy-chain another good thought
Maybe it’ll hold me over
I don’t want to be forgot
I want to feel older
If I got to count anymore stars
Perhaps I might get lucky
I don’t want to live on mars
I want a sense of belonging
If I ever try to make amends
Suppose I’ll bite my own tongue
I don’t want to let go
I, I’m afraid to die
I’m afraid of never waking up
I, I’m afraid to live
I’m afraid of always waking up
If I think about it everyday
I better learn how to keep it all in
I don’t want to feel okay
I want to be stretched till thin
If I make it out of sticks and stones
I guess I’ll leave it up to chance
For now I want to be alone
I want to start making sense
I, I’m afraid to die
I’m afraid of never waking up
I, I’m afraid to live
I’m afraid of always waking up
What else should I be, a measly memory?
What else should I be, a measly memory?
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5. |
Bored of Us
04:14
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Do you agree with yourself
Can you do this for you and no one else
I don’t think you can
But I’ve got faith it’s in your hands
Maybe we’re just bored of us
Where’s my one miracle Jesus
Time is slipping away
Away, away
Can you agree with yourself
Consider what you could do
And how it may be of help
I’m pursuing this too
Twist my wrist till the pain seeps through
Maybe we’re just growing up
In different paces enough’s enough
Time is slipping away
Time is slipping
Expectations will get the best of you
Expectations will get the best of you
Will get the best of me
Do you agree with yourself
Can you do this for you and no one else
I don’t think you can
But I’ve got faith it’s in your hands
Maybe we’re just bored of us
Where’s my one miracle Jesus
Time is slipping away
Time is slipping away
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6. |
Hand Me Down
03:55
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So you’ve seen me like that before
A passing satellite or spore
A swear it’s in my genes
Since adolescence I’ve been trying hard to see
As the problem begins to grow
My opinions start to show
Another habit from the soul, but harder to control
An issue from the heart, I’ve had it from the start
A little known fact of everything I lack
The only thing I’ve found was that I’m a hand me down
So you think I’m in need of care
A white room, a breath of air
I swear, that wasn’t me
Since adolescence I’ve been looking for a remedy
And I’ll try to cure myself
With a guilt like no one else
As the problem begins to grow
My opinions start to show
Who are you, a resemblance I can’t refuse
What should I do, what should I
Hand me down, hand me down
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7. |
Always in November
06:17
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Sometimes I think of you
Sometimes I wish I didn’t have to
But I’ll see you soon
Sometimes I wish it were me
Sometimes I feel like I’m still a sleep
But it’s not a dream
Always in November we see all the colors
Always I’ll remember the eleventh of November
If I tend to linger I know someday I’ll see her
Always in November
Sometimes I feel awake
Sometimes I feel so shaken up
Way too much
Sometimes I hate myself
Sometimes I wasn’t there to help
I was somewhere else
I will let you go
I will let you go, I will let you go
Always, Always
Sometimes I think of you
Sometimes I wish I didn’t have to
But I’ll see you soon
Sometimes I wish it were me
Sometimes I feel like I’m still a sleep
But it’s not a dream
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My best friend is an alien
With a UFO, nowhere to go
He's gonna die if he doesn't fly
Away from here, put his ass in gear
I don't get the space cadet
He doesn't even have a license
How did he get so far without even moving
My best friend is an alien
With giant eyes that can analyze
Everything on earth from death to birth
He says to me while whispering, that
All these people look so evil
Anti-social's way too vocal
Religion's fake authenticate
Your explanation
My best friend is an alien
With a giant head made out of lead
"He's dangerous, a threat to us"
The government said, with bigger heads
I don't get the space cadet
He saw right passed our plans
What are we gonna do
Is an alien, Is an alien
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Like Adults Mission Viejo, California
Austin - Guitar
Aaron - Drums
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