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Prior Things
05:28
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I spent last year in a basement
Getting buried alive
Hallelujah I guess
You’re the reason I survived
I showed you all my scars
In the early morning hours
I was scared but you said
That’s what made us friends
I spent last year in a basement
Trapped in my own head
Don’t tell me what I mean to you
I’ll let you down instead
I want to be the words in your mouth
The cigarette between your teeth
Ash falling to your feet
That’s everything you mean to me
Now she’s waiting by a river
For me to go and get her
And now she’s staining at a screen
Just hoping that I’ll call her
And she’s waiting in hell
For me to go and get her
But I’m still waiting on
Someone to make me better
Yeah I’m still waiting on
Someone to make me better
Yeah I’m still waiting on
You to make me better
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2. |
Ur #1 Tourist
03:03
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I’m a loose circuit
With no where to run
I’m small white rooms
I’m so afraid of what I’ve done
I’m a hospital
Filled up with patients
I am losing all my patience
Slowly dying for what they left inside
I’m all strung out
On other people’s happiness
And I can’t figure it out
And there’s nothing left for me to say
No there’s nothing left fo me to say
I’ll just always try to make you okay
Yeah I’ll always try to make you feel okay
Yeah I’ll always try
To be louder than
Louder than
Louder than what’s in your head
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3. |
Mushrooms
03:52
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Restless nights
End in fights
You were crawling up the walls
To get
To the light
Like a moth on my porch
Without a tree in sight
To frame the sunset
Of another sleepless night
If I said I missed you
Would you say it too?
Sing the cat
Back to sleep
In those words I can’t speak
He’s real tired
And so am I
Of your games
And those empty promises you used to make
I know I was wrong
But would you just come home
If I said I missed you
Would you say it too
Vomit in the kitchen sink
When you go to say goodbye
I know you won’t speak
Because you words will bite
You think I can’t keep
A peace where I sleep
We’ll turn the lights on when you leave
I don’t want to sleep
If I said I missed you
Would you say it too
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4. |
St. Anthony
05:16
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The last time I saw you, you were
Painting your home
Yellow and red
Was it something I said?
You decided it was best
To let your guilt consume you instead
Of letting it burn
And eat away
The undergrowth
Where you buried yourself instead
So if I end up losing track
Should I call St. Anthony instead
Would he lead me to you
And if I don’t come home one day
Would you call or text me back
Would it lead me to you
And if I call out sick one day
Well, they’d say it’s just as well
And if I leave tonight
Would that get me anywhere?
Is that where you hide from your grief
Buried in ten square feet
Of concrete
And chiseled signs underneath
Where only a small child could reach
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Presbyterian
05:49
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A Presbyterian service
Is a morphine dream
That smells like death and bleach
Memories now out of reach
Born again in to faithlessness
By a hospital bed
Listening to the beep from the EKG
That lets me know your hearts still beating
Some days I still feel you
Other days I forget that you’re gone
But she’s still, still alive
Behind my eye and the cracks along my skin
Memories
And all those faulty faculties
Left me
All alone
If I could Evers hear your voice again
Do you think
I’d know?
Now I know
A Presbyterian service
Is a distant dream
Like the ashes in my lungs
Or the poison in my guts
Well I hope
I never get well
And I hope we all go to hell
Where a shadow can be felt
Hallelujah, Mother Mary
I know it’s been years
If her hospital room is empty
Then why am I still here?
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