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Blank
03:56
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i'm due for a breakdown
it's been good for far too long
when will it all crash and burn
like it always does
we're finally growing
been stagnant for way too long
but why does it have to hurt
like i'm eight years old
having growing pains again
we're longing for
the good old days
but there never was
a golden age
she keeps forgetting
who we are and where she is
i wonder if being blank
makes it easier
so i open the window
to remember the air i breathe
even if i forget everything else
i can't forget that
til the end
we're longing for
the good old days
but there never was
a golden age
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2. |
Clarity
03:16
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stare at the sky until the clouds disappear
see all the stars you never knew were there
this clarity is fleeting
overexposed is the only way i can be
i'll shine so bright i can't forget i'm real
that i exist whether any man knows it or not
and i exist whether any man likes it or not
fuck being comfortably numb i wanna feel it
more than the need for you to validate me
why can't i just want you
that would be the normal thing to do
but i exist whether any man knows it or not
and i exist whether any man likes it or not
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3. |
Potentiality
02:08
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slow, snow-coated mornings surrounded by you
thawing me out
one of these days i'll melt away
completely
don't hold my hand
it won't be here for long
through the eyes of others i'm all i can see
potentiality
but they're all doing the same thing
don't call me a woman you don't know what i am
i could be anything
don't call me a woman you don't know what i am
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4. |
Walls
06:07
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they're afraid to step into the sunlight
afraid they'll get burned
but i'm bright red all over
i've grown so used to the hurt
how i wish that were true
oh i wish i could say what i meant
from my mind to the paper
it's lost in translation again
her mind can sure wander
her dreams, though vibrant, decay
and she wakes up to see
the same sights she woke to yesterday
he is still within reach
if only he'd take just one step
the world could be colors
goodbye to the old spiderweb
so they wait for each other
controlled by the fear of regret
consuming them whole
they can try, but they will not forget
it's too light in this house
too much room to move and too many things to do
where are the walls of my box
oh to curl up and blink out of view
it's too light in this house
too much room to move and too many things to do
where are the walls of my box
oh to curl up and blink out of view
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5. |
Never at All
02:10
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"i don't love you anymore"
that's what you would've said
in my head, but instead you said
you never loved me at all
so what are you doing in my head
all the warning signs were there
drama and a coke habit
but i've always been a coward
and i prove that to myself
whenever i have the chance
ahh, the tortured genius
is such a tired trope
i was inconvenient to you
"i don't love you anymore"
that's what you would've said
in my head, but instead you said
you never loved me at all
so get the fuck out of my head
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6. |
Evergreen
04:48
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we dragged it out for too long
afraid of what we'd become
when no one's watching
when no one's talking
to us
i paid the price for you
as everyone said i would
now was it worth it
did i deserve it
who knows
the earth will love my body even if you won't
i'll decompose without your touch and
grow into an evergreen
i'll be forever green
i still see parts of you here
although you are years away
and getting farther
it's even harder to hear
your voice
the earth will love my body even if you won't
i'll decompose without your touch and
grow into an evergreen
i'll be forever green
and the owls will make a home of me
like you never did
the earth will love my body even if you won't
i'll decompose without your touch and
grow into an evergreen
i'll be forever green
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