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Always
02:45
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I was the mezzanine
I was the floral print on your sheets
I was the Sunday morning in your bed snoring
I was the coffee on the stove
Losing temperature and getting cold
I was the thoughts in your head when you crossed your legs on the bench
I was the coffee on the stove
I'm always rippin' off somebody else
I'll fall in love again
I've had a lot of practice, I hate to admit
But I can't reply to the look in your eye when you said
You meant more to me than most
I'm always rippin' off somebody else
I was the floral print
I was the coffee on the stove
I was the thoughts in your head
I was the floral print on the sheets of your bed
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2. |
Thought
03:22
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Save it until it's over because I don't want to know
Wait it out, Patience. Wait them out
They don't care
The hands that wash themselves
All I want is to be different, but even the thought was the same
They don't care
The hands that wash themselves
Wait for this to be over.
Save it until its over because I don't want to know
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Pink House
02:22
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Was it just a dream or did you do it?
Blinded by a black eye
I knew you threw it
That pink house right behind mine
I spent too much time there
I spent too much time
That striped dress you wore for the first time
I'll never forget how that felt, yeah you were right
I knew it was a mistake but I made it just the same
I knew it was a mistake but it was my choice
That pink house right behind mine
I spent too much time there
I spent too much time
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Was it something I did?
Was it something I said?
When am I going to learn that I can't keep doing this to myself
All the colors of my world fade from red
I've spent all day just trying to get out of my head.
I can still smell the food that we cooked
Was it something I did?
Was it something I said?
When am I going to learn that I can't keep doing this to myself
All the colors of my world fade from red
I've spent all day just trying to get out of my head.
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5. |
Lost Years
02:41
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I love you
even though you did this to yourself
so when you ask, I won't know how to help
The only advice I have for you, the white fence in our yard never fixed itself
I love you
even though you did this to yourself
I guess it went on too long and changed how you felt
All those lost years, they weren't really lost
What do you do when you realize this is the end?
What do you say when I ask was it worth it?
Do you panic?
Do you scream?
Do you sit quietly?
What do you do when you realize this is the end?
You told me to be strong when I was a kid
and now I ask you to do the same
I don't blame either of you for what you did
I just want you to understand how it got this way
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Foofaraw Atlanta, Georgia
Foofaraw - a great disturbance about something very insignificant.
Former JUNA and Saline Guitarist, Mikey Heptinstall.
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