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Last Call
02:03
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I'm not scared of dying
If I'm old and by your side
But I'm not beneath lying
To get you home tonight
But you're not coming
Or maybe you are
With a guy that you found
That will give you a hand
I just want you to know that I think I understand
I think I'm scared of writing
These words that turned out true
And I don't blame your intentions
Just the things you always do
But you're not coming
Or maybe you are
With a guy that you found
That will give you a hand
When you're split down the middle I'll put you together again
And I'm not scared of dying
'Cause you're my biggest threat
At least I know you're trying
But it kills me to know thats a good as it's gonna get
Dear loves lost
Paint me a picture of who you are now
Dear loves gained,
But I hope you're the same
I hope you still hate yourself
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Driving down to Broadway
Blow smoke by the bedside and
Teach me how not to behave
Walking back to the hotel
The warm rain and your hand calm
The thought that you'll push me away
Now I'm dancing in your driveway
Trying to catch a glimpse of your
Eyes through a crack in the shade
Now I stroll through the wake
Convinced you were a liar, but I hesitate
Draped on your grave
This song sucks but so does your funeral
I gave you every chance to make it up to me
Breaking out then back to your usual
Pretend they want more than your skin in their teeth
People change, but I don't think you will be one of them
You trade all your chances for cheap
Strings that hang, spinning me to sleep
Abruptly cut and now there's six feet to keep my heart from beating
You always said you be there
Whispers of your words drifting on
But nevermind the fact that I said the same
Do you really want to know what it's like to be alone
Or are you saving face to hide your fucking shame
I'll never love again, never love again
Like I did stumbling into your days
I never seem to win, forever sink instead of swim
Like a tape that won't erase
(Chorus)
And I know that this epitaph's fleeting
Caught between refusing to see and believing
When the eulogy's over
Your lips pull me closer
I'm not going home
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3. |
Fear & Loathing
02:12
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Laughter
Floating across the bridge, cracking my only disguise
And sealing my fate for a time
With her
You're lost in the moonlight, you wither and only surmise
No one's made it out alive
But left to her own devices
She will be her own demise
Take me
Take me so far that I can't see the sun and I know
I know that you'll never leave
Shaking
You marry your sadness, I've skirted my madness, and now
Now I think I believe
That left to my own devices
I will learn to cherish me, and everything
So thanks, I guess
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Alice Ayers
02:40
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Do you think that you're better off now
Or do you lie awake and think you're missing somehow
The best half of your head
Do you curl up beside your man and think of the nights in my bed
Do you think I would pick up the phone
If I thought you would make your way home
From his chest, well I guess that I would
But I wish you the best so I'll leave you alone
I just want to say
I hope that you're happy and sometimes think about me
Do you think you would come back today
If I told you I loved you would you still believe me or think I'm insane
'Cause I'm drinking the nights the nights away
And husband's a hard word to say
Do you think it gets better with time
If I don't hole my peace and speak up with my mind
And my heart, would we still be apart
Or would you leave me behind
It gets me through the day
Pretending you're happy and sometimes you think about me
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