1. |
Acquaintances
02:49
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So make a short list and realize,
That everyone else is optional.
I need to get used to the idea,
That the people I've held dear,
I can do without.
Acquaintances, seems fitting wouldn't you say?
Away unless you're starving for attention.
It's not like I call you out,
On your indifference.
Have you ever thought about whether or not our conversations mean,
Anything at all?
Are we just filling in the hours,
Like we're fulfilling our roles?
So make a short list and realize,
That everyone else is optional.
I need to get used to the idea,
That the people I've held dear,
I can do without.
We used to be connected through circumstance,
Now the only way we connect is through happenstance.
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2. |
Dwell
03:43
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I can't get over this feeling,
It keeps me from shaking.
As my body dwells my minds collapsing.
I can't get over this feeling,
As I'm pulling back my skin,
To see what's underneath and what I'm missing.
Cool, calm, and collected,
When I can't even recognize the man reflected.
My insomnia's been eating away,
Every minute of every waking day.
My words are on fire,
They burn in every way.
I can't get over this feeling,
It keeps me from shaking.
As my body dwells my minds collapsing.
I can't get over this feeling,
As I'm pulling back my skin,
To see what's underneath and what I'm missing.
She's all I see when she's drifting away from me.
She's all I see when the current pulls her away from me.
She's drifting away from me.
You're eyes tell you I'm fine,
But you're heart is telling you I'm not.
Stuck in this vicious cycle,
"Will this ever end?"
Just let it end.
I can't get over this feeling,
It keeps me from shaking.
As my body dwells my minds collapsing.
I can't get over this feeling,
As I'm pulling back my skin,
To see what's underneath and what I'm missing.
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3. |
Stagnant
03:11
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In times like these to you,
I am the things that I don't do.
You fill my head with one thing,
Even though that's not what you wanted.
Nothing at all; is that my worth?
Feels like I'm stuck in the crossfire.
I'll take you anywhere to rest,
So we can lay our weary heads.
My dear you know I've heard this all before.
Keep thinking this is all in just.
Keep thinking this does us justice.
In times like these to you,
I am the things that I don't do.
You fill my head with one thing,
Even though that's not what you wanted.
Throw me to the wolves,
Like you always do.
Without any thought,
It's what you abuse,
To get inside my head,
And play with my emotions.
Nothing at all; is that my worth?
Feels like I'm stuck in the crossfire.
I'll take you anywhere to rest,
So we can lay our weary heads.
In times like these to you,
I am the things that I don't do.
You fill my head with one thing,
Even though that's not what you wanted.
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