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A late night call
Your voice sounds distant, almost a whisper, almost an admission that We don’t speak
My eyes are aching, your hands are shaking, from trying to pull us together
To weather our worst, but this is barely better
Oh I've wasted all my time
Waiting on you
Your wasted on me
Oh I've wasted all my time
But would you tell me if the time is right
Are we just props in each others catharsis, a steady pace to outrace our vices
I'd rather last than have something different There's some sincerity under my cynicism
Oh I've wasted all my time
Waiting on you
Your wasted on me
Oh I've wasted all my time
But would you tell me if the time is right
If the time is right
If the time is right
Would you tell me
Would you tell me
Would you tell me, would you tell me, would you tell me, would you tell me if the time is right
Oh I've wasted all my time
Waiting on you
Your wasted on me
Oh I've wasted all my time
But would you tell me if you feel the time is right
We're shipping out to different schools
And i don't know, when I'll see you
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Kinda Meant
03:06
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Paint yourself a picture perfect
Of everything you wanna be
Are you standing, there with or without me?
I’d changed again, severed ties with my old friends, was easier then starting afresh
You checked in, maybe out of boredom maybe just for a fleeting distraction
Paint yourself a picture perfect
Of everything you wanna be
Are you standing there, with or without me?
We harmonize, on almost everything and that where we clash I can just hide
Its almost a perfect match and everything that I lack I wanted to gain anyway
Paint yourself a picture perfect
Of everything you wanna be
Are you standing there, with or without me?
I wanted to be whatever you wanted, you just wanted to be okay
So I cast aside my weaker side and became an okay facsimile
But I can’t escape, the feeling you’ll change, recreate yourself again
At least I’m content, with the short time we’ve spent in coalescence
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I fell down, but don’t forget that contentment lies outside of your self restraints
And I lied to your face, but I meant every word that I tried to say, buried under idle complaints
It's not your fault, it's not your fault, it's not your fault
That I'm so irritable
It's not your fault, it's not your fault, it's not your fault
That you doubt every thing you don’t control
Your own fate, just have it placed
In the assertions, that they've made
And you play, into their game
Hide yourself under the mask, that you let them all paint
It's not your fault, it's not your fault, it's not your fault
That I'm so irritable
It's not your fault, it's not your fault, it's not your fault
That two halves, don't make a whole
Lot of sense, out of this mess
That you’ve disguised as innocence
But I protest, I profess, it's indulgence
I can’t see, the real you without knowing who you want to be
Im loving you under a new name
It's harder to give up then replace
You were a concept so i consciously changed
The recipient but the affections still the same
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4. |
Luke Sends Postcards
04:26
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We were the strongest thing that could ever break
But now I look back and can’t remember the look on your face
And any hope to stay the same mattered as much as my promises to you or you to my broken promises
I always smiled when I saw your back, the lightest shade of skin
You always smiled when you saw my back, I was out as soon as in
I always smiled when I saw your back, the lightest shade of skin
I know why you smiled when you saw my back, I backed out as you leant in
Our love didn’t shift it died, and that feeling at that time doesn’t reside behind anyone or anything
And I tried to clutch at an ephemeral love, and tore it into the pieces of us
I am not who I was, nor am I who I will be
I cannot find proof, there is a me within me
And the you within me was just composite memory
And the me within you was just depravity
Love I feel is real but not really
Attached, to this
I am a body I have clothed and called me
Everything that I am will always be
Nothing fades except my transient feelings
They fall away
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If you want closure, I’ll close your part,
But to me closure means keep me close to your heart
Cause I am so afraid of losing everything,
What am I now defines what I can be
All we know is (nothing) x3
Cause perspectives always change
I cant clutch to these marks, they’ll just start to form scars
I’m learning to decathect but letting go means losing half of
Of you, of me.
They say it’s better to have loved and lost
But I was scared of losing who I thought I was
If what makes me can never truly be lost
Then I’ll gladly lose love to leave a mark
Just because you’re flawed doesn’t mean you're not perfect
Just because It didn’t last doesn’t mean it wasn’t worth it
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