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getting by(e)
03:49
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short-lived, but it felt so warm
do you ever think of me when your hands are cold?
and ill fade into photographs that were never taken
but it’s still so picture-perfect
“what song do i remind you of?” i’ll say
just to write a better a verse or two
“what song do i remind you of?” i’ll say
if i ever even get to
it’s hard to say goodbye with a smile
it’s hard to say goodbye
the best part is you don’t even know at all
and i die where i left off
the edge of your right side
i know i’ll never be the same when i wake up
but your hair is everywhere
i guess i’ll scream infidelities
“what song do i remind you of?” i’ll say
just to write a better a verse or two
“what song do i remind you of?” i’ll say
if i ever even get to
it’s hard to say goodbye with a smile
it’s hard to say goodbye
the best part is you don’t even know at all
and i die where i left off
you look so good without makeup
you look so good without me
“what song do i remind you of?” i’ll say
just to write a better hook that hurts
“what song do i remind you of?” i’ll say
if you even remember
it’s hard to say goodbye with a smile
it’s hard to say goodbye
the best part is you don’t even know at all
and i die where i left off
the edge of your right side.
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can't help but
04:11
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"you should know, but i'm telling,"
like the way you're making love with your eyes into mine
i'm watching my life pixelate in fallen graces
say it like you mean it, so you won't be the only one biting your tongue on time
fake it, afraid of always breaking
'cause you'd rather just fake it
afraid of always breaking from the walls of my heart
to the air that you leave when you breathe
there's no cure for allure when you're so bittersweet
i'm trying to sign off
you’re asking for a noose for two
but i’m not saying no for good
these feelings write themselves
i hope i never dream a better you
so say it like you mean it, so you won't be the only one biting your tongue on time
fake it, afraid of always breaking
'cause you'd rather just fake it
afraid of always breaking from the walls of my heart
to the air that you breathe when you leave
there's no cure for allure when you're so bittersweet;
i'm trying to sign off
i never loved enough of myself
i'll never love enough for myself.
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3. |
february
02:49
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i think of you tonight
i think of you again.
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4. |
manic pixie death wish
04:27
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here’s a bitter pill that’s just as sweet as you
and i swallow it down with my pride
i know i always bite it, i lied
but i’m dying inside of my own hell
can you just show me the way you use me up
a little bit more than i could recall
call you in a second
if i get the numbers wrong like we’re meant to be
i’m just a cynic in the sense that makes my heart feel like a lie
if we don’t feel the same, i blame myself for you
it’s getting late again
we both know something that we can’t admit
believe in everything i’m fed, so i can hear you smile instead
but i can’t have your pity there’s enough for the both of us
so fuck your therapists, ’cause they just want to feel better
we’re all your masochists for the sake of love
i’m just a cynic in the sense that makes my heart feel like a lie
if we don’t feel the same, i blame myself for you
running out of your love and out of yourself
drown in chemicals just to see it through
if we don’t feel the same, i blame myself for you
i know i always need more than you want me to take
i know it’s fucking worth it if it hurts in the end
the only thing i can’t break are the rules in my head
i don’t want to be fixated, i just want to be fixed
(cross my heart and hope to die a manic pixie death wish)
i’m just a cynic in the sense that makes my heart feel like a lie
if we don’t feel the same, i blame myself for you
running out of your love and out of yourself
drown in chemicals just to see it through
if we don’t feel the same, i blame myself for you.
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thanks 4 asking
03:05
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i want to believe in so badly i’m falling
i want to believe in so badly i’m calling
why’s it never easy to phone home
when your heart’s on speed dial?
i could never say the words; they’re true
too good to be true
i’ll never be him, and you’ll never be her
that’s all right
i’ll never be there, and you’ll never be here
that’s all right
i want to believe in so badly i’m falling
i want to believe in so badly i’m calling
why’s it never easy to phone home
when your heart’s on speed dial?
i could never say the words; they’re true
too good to be true
was it never easy to stop?
why’s it never easy?
i’ll never be him, and you’ll never be her
that’s all right
i’ll never be there, and you’ll never be here
that’s all right
i’m calling.
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self-diagnosis
03:29
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i wish i was anything but me or myself
started dying to live faster
i know my head’s a prison, my heart’s on death row
and i’m writing you from the afterlife
i need love to hurt, so i know it’s real
and close my eyes to sleep tonight
trying to fight myself in vain
the scars were a part of your design
i’ll find truth in disposable lies
and wait until my fading conscious dies
the chemicals don’t even work
i guess it’s not worth it, no
don’t cry from your eyes or wrists but for help this time
don’t cry
these days i’m losing light, but i hope i’m still flickering in the back of your mind
you never move on, but you always get better
i guess i found out the hard way
i guess i found out the hard way once again.
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