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The Reason I Come Around
04:08
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I fell to the ground and I felt it all
I couldn't see myself with no one else
I fixed the curse of this broken man
The reason I stay in bed all day
I won't go because I have to
I won't leave you there
And I can see everything the way I want to
I only speak up when I have to
You never pick up my calls
And I can see everything
Can I decide what's right
Or am I just a satellite
Fixing the problem of direction in both our lives
I need a place to calm down
I need another one
A reason to live and untie the knot
I want to fix this
I want to make this right
I want to make this right
For the both of us
Keeping up composure just to knock down these walls
I built them the way I want to
I kept my mouth shut
Making the most of this body I loathe
I put up the walls the way I had to just to watch them fall
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It's getting harder every year
my days and nights are numbered
I can't be there for everyone
I can't be there for anyone
Don't try to fix what you can't mend
Don't try to be anything different
Don't try to fix what you can't mend
I'm a fucking dog in the sun just waiting for water
I can't be there for everyone
I'm a fucking dog in the sun just waiting for water
slept in a castle of mud
and I wept because life can't get any harder
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Maeva
05:09
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I Say that I'll try again
Picking up the words just to say that you have them
And I hold my tongue
Just to say that I have one
between my teeth
The way I always speak to myself
And I close my eyes
Just to show I have none
And I can say that I hate everyone
Can I sleep this off?
Can I sleep this off?
Will I give myself until there's nothing left
Will I give myself until there's nothing left
Do we even speak enough
licking up words and spitting out questions
So take my hands
The holes show I loved no one
And take my heart
Keep it close
I have a box full of holes I could never patch up
I could sell my soul on a Saturday
I could sell my soul
There's nothing I won't give
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God
04:27
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Something is wrong with me
I know I've lost a light
It's all the pressure
All the hours spent outside
I won't go because you're not around
No I won't leave my house
No I won't leave my house tonight
It's something about
the weather
its all we can talk about
If you can't see what I see
We don't have to talk about it
Being with me, stuck in my teeth
I can't even talk about it
Hanging on the same skin
Still stuck in your rapture
Loving you was never hard
Depression just felt better
Loving you was never hard
Then god pulled the weight off, he pulled the weight off
Loving you was never hard
Then God pulled the weight off
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Interlude
05:34
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Did you ever see the sun?
I miss you like I miss the mourning
I've done this to everyone
It's just growing up
Your face was flush
Draw the blinds, turn the lights off
Hide your cloths when I have company
Did you ever see the sun?
Did you ever see the sun?
Peeling off the drywall
I built this house from the ground up
My words won't mean a lot
I've dug this hole that's too deep to climb out of
I don't like myself
Picking up the pieces
of your lock that time won't shed
I miss the paint brushes and the silicon spirit
And I can't get out of bed
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Progress 2
04:26
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You aren't god
Envelope me whole
Just leave me when you have the time
I won't care about you
I found a map of her
Slipped in tumor
And I swear we're so much different
I hope you're the one to fix this eventually
I swear we're so much different
Talk me down, heart beats violently
Maybe we're just different
All the progress I made doesn't mean anything
Maybe we're just different
I swear that we're just different
I won't care about my health
Some things just happen
Standing on my heart
tying the knot and slipping the noose on
I know that we're just different
I swear that we're just different
Maybe we're just different
Had a taste of the salt
the ground you walked on
All the progress sunk in dirt
Won't the world slow down for me
The salt and the spit
I back off for my benefit
All the progress sunk in dirt
All the progress
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Heaven
04:20
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All I heard was a whisper
Can I have another smoke?
Standing in the doorway
Singing like chorus drones
I his it all in the floorboards
So I can scratch your name in grain
With the calloused hand
Heads like airplanes
Every yell and every tone
Thinking my tongues will prosper
Calming my voice with special kicks
Life is so slow and pointless
Dammit the diary
The reason to move on
And we're not the same hearts that sunk in sand and gift cards
It's the company I can't see
I want to miss every note of your attenuating body
It's all suspended miracles
It's all a broken picture
Hanging on the walls
I want to be slow and prosper
I want to take every shape
I want to be Everything
Even with the door shut
It's a straight shot to heaven
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Junior Retreat Wichita, Kansas
A band from Wichita, KS
Connor, Paul, Ashley, Darin, Sam
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