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Hawthorne St.
02:52
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I just pray for one of those days
out of every single month you took away from me
would just let me fall asleep
and wake up with some air in my lungs
the sun rise and your eyes go hand in hand
now seeing your smile in old pictures is something I can't stand
I used to be your joy and everything that you cared for
now I'm just another boy that couldn't give you anymore of me
I just pray for one of those days
out of every single month you took away from me
to just let me fall asleep
and wake up with some air in my lungs
I wanna find myself again
just like I did when fall arrived last year
before I lost myself in you
before you tore my heart in two
I wanna run so far away
from what you made of me.
I wanna run so far away from this washed up city
And I tried, but why try,
when all you gave was empty promises.
the sunrise and your eyes go hand in hand
now seeing your smile in old pictures is something I can't stand
I just pray for one of those days
out of every single month you took away from me
to just let me fall asleep
and wake up with some air in my lungs.
just let me breathe.
Why is it so hard for me to leave?
why can't the memory of you just leave me be?
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Why is it so hard for me to leave?
Why cant the memory of you just leave me be?
I took time to build my walls up
my heart used to be so frail
now i try to keep my mind straight
with all the smoke that I inhale
it used to hurt me every day
but now I'm immune to the feeling
of being constantly pushed away,
of feeling anything at all
Everything was given,
You never fucking listen
Late nights, bad decisions,
heartache and blurry vision.
It's never gonna get easier.
(Never gonna get easier for me)
Burn every shirt that I gave to you
because I did the same to all your pictures
and I'm still waiting on my back porch
still wishing that I can get better
I can't force myself to make a change
You don't believe a single word I say
so what's the point in talking anyway?
I can't force myself to make a change.
Late nights, bad decisions,
heartache and blurry vision.
It's never gonna get easier.
(Never gonna get easier for me)
Why is it so hard for me to leave?
Why cant the memory of you just leave me be?
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Hopeless, but I'm searching for a reason to live
wasting days in my bed wishing I never fell for this
You deny all of the things you ever said to me,
When did growing affection become a reason to leave?
Find yourself again,
in that bottle you drown yourself in
And tell me you still feel the same.
While you're stumbling
across the floor.
Crowded rooms of people that I've come to know
they don't give a damn about me and the feelings mutual
I just want you to be dead
or at least out of my head
So I can try to find out who I am
What I've been searching for
Has been given all away
And what I've learned from all this
Is that some habits never break
That I'm too fucking weak.
I'll let anything in,
when I think I need it.
And that's what leaves me so afraid.
Hopeless, but I'm searching.
Hopeless, but I'm searching.
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Bury Me
02:39
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Now everything you said, is now buried in my head.
I start off my day on the wrong foot, as always,
The cold weathers beating into me.
But it doesn't make me as sick as
Waiting a whole year to hear your voice again
To tell me that you're over it.
I refuse to be the boy that bit my tongue
on everything I planned on telling you.
I can't stand to be the boy you left in the dirt,
While you're making the decision
that you'd be better off without me.
I've been stuck in the past and every day it tears at me
And I still struggle and fight myself just to breathe
Well you said "in time," and I believed it.
I thought, "I could wait if I just stay patient..."
And now everything you said is now buried in my head
And it won't go away until you bury me.
I refuse to be the boy that bit my tongue
on everything I planned on telling you.
I can't stand to be the boy you left in the dirt,
While you're making the decision
that you'd be better off without me.
And now everything you said is now buried in my head
And it won't go away until you bury me.
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Ghost
03:21
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6. |
Cassidy
03:16
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Cassidy, I've been so busy
Sinking nails into my coffin
With no intention of prying them out
Anytime soon
You caught me off guard
spitting those words through your teeth
Just a weekend before
February 14th
Tell me how you felt on the first day that i saw you
Did you feel at home?
Or was it just another place you didn't belong?
All the things I ever missed my chance to say
that stay in my head and carry me away
at every chance I get to fall asleep
I cant hold onto any longer
Can I just break free?
Let it go completely
"I think I'd rather be alone" she said to me.
And I understand completely, Cassidy
The winters are always cold enough
To take the best from me
And when you hide in your corner of the world
I hope you feel safer than everyone (than everyone)
who's ever tried to make you feel at home
Fuck
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Westfield Frederick, Maryland
DIY Maryland Emo Pop Punk:
Bruce Ricci III
Alex Cole
David Hord
Composition/
Recording:
Bruce Ricci III
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