1. |
Will Never
04:13
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It took a little bit to notice
Everything has fallen apart
And if I'm still breathing
Then why did I even start?
I wish I had a choice in the matter
The truth is, I never chose at all
And if you only knew
What I've become
I'd think you would think it through
Cause I was never on your side
I think you would think it through
Its just the motions that I go through
And now that all the glass is shattered
And you come into my room
To tell me about the time you could barely move
Faced with a book of rules
And everything I am
And all that I'll be
Will never live up to
What you had to do
And if you only knew
What I've become
I'd think you would think it through
Cause I was never on your side
I think you would think it through
Its just the motions that I go through
And all that I am
And all that I'll be
Will never live up to
What you had to do
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Embers
03:24
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I can tell it's you by your footsteps
Early after a Sunday fire
And its still burning like it used to
When the sun climaxes
Its a beginning of something
Right before your eyes
And its the way you stand in the doorway
(I can't control this feeling)
So i rise up with desire
To be inspired by you
(And I know)
To let the fire burn true
Or was it just the smoke in my eyes
Is it the way you remember?
Everything I seem to forget
You threw the ring I got you in the woods
And if I knew I'd never looked
It seemed like such a surprise
Its not about the price
Or was it just the smoke in my eyes?
The fires goin, and its burning like it used to
And it lasted through the night
The fires goin, and its burning like it used to
And it lasted through the night
(And my clothes are filled with smoke)
And its the way you stand in the doorway
(I cant control this feeling)
So I rise up with desire
To be inspired by you
(And I know)
Or was it just the smoke in my eyes?
And I can tell its you by your footsteps
Its Monday morning but I wish this was
Every morning
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Losing the Farm
03:43
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It's like a single hair
Stuck to condensation
On the side my beer
While I'm sitting here stuck in conversation
Yet I cling to you like friction
Apart of me thinks thinks come in do time
What about you
Now that this hair is stuck to my finger
And all the drinks are warm
I'll apologize from lies from years before
(I'll apologize)
Don't you think I'm not sincere
Yet I cling to you like friction
Would you believe me if I told you
Maybe gestures fool us all
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