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Front Row Seats
04:00
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snow falls down
covers up
all signs of
light outside your window
crashing cars
flashing lights
know that you're
gonna be remembered
you're looking kinda slow
you don't know what you're hoping for
i must be rather dull
i can't tell you apart from dreams
summer's here
no one near
your face almost
dissolved from my mind
i might be feeling love
i don't know what i'm asking for
i might just be alone
i might just want someone around
don't feel i wanna wake
i might just wanna leave this place
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i once had a dream that
i woke up on time
my friends all loved me and
someday i might too,
i'll write a little song
for no one else.
but then i woke up and
no one else was around i
never felt so useless,
but maybe that's just how
things are gonna go,
from now on.
what did you loop?
roman candle
it can't be a sign of something good
so i got from bed and
the sky looked so bright so
i thought i'd fix my reflection
by staring at the sun
until i would go blind,
oh i wish
i could fuck off back to nowhere and disappear
i could fuck off back to nowhere and disappear
what did you loop?
xo
it can't be a sign of something good
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3. |
Mary's Bedroom
03:11
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undisclosed and
out of nowhere you had
to leave us all like that
when hours before you had
joked about meeting tomorrow
as long as none of us die
somehow you always knew the future
so why'd you still choose that driver?
i found a glass ashtray with an
off-brand cigarette
i always knew she smoked, but i didn't care
she wouldn't listen to me anyway.
i found an old showcase
with a flower vase
she said she didn't know
if she looked through to see the inside.
i found some books, some
used bottles of hairspray
most of the things i'd expect
but i won't ever know why i
never realized her room was this black and white
before she died
we'd spend every living moment here
your room feels so monochrome
i wish i could forget your face
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true love finds you, knows you, and kills you in the end
people thought they knew you but everything they dont,
there must be something wrong.
i knew somewhere you would hate me in the end
but everything was just things i said to myself,
there must be something wrong.
(whats your point? whats your point?)
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5. |
White Chalk
03:29
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steal a box of chalk
painting the sidewalk
anything to pass the time
a chance with the boy you loved
missed chances fits like a glove
stand up just to find your place
fly out, this town is so small
i don't feel like i belong
my eyes, focused on the clock
get out, need to take a walk
i dreamt my dog could talk
i dreamt my dog could walk
ending every hour we've got
wake up, see the trees outside
nowhere, this train moves so slow
white chalk in a sea of ink
washed out, middle of the night
white chalk in a sea of ink
washed out, middle of the night
my eyes, focused on the clock
get out, need to take a walk
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6. |
Missing Cat Posters
02:55
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i know the sun must be out
you can tell from how
its lighting up my room
i wish i wasnt so stuck
to the sheets so i
could get up and go outside
asking her wont help me at all
i know i crawl as much as i will fall
sometimes i wish i was mute
cus thats not what
i wanted to say at all
all things eventually end
except for apparently
"sober to death"
asking her wont help me at all
i try to crawl as much as i will fall
asking her wont help me at all
i try to crawl as much as i will fall
i saw a missing cat poster on my way home
i thought of you because you have one who looks
just alike but they do not share names at all, not at all
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7. |
När något ändrats
02:17
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när något sker
när jag säger något som är dumt
när jag lämnar kvar mig i mitt rum
när lampan släcks
när klockan slår över till noll
när jag måste vakna upp gång på gång
jag hör mer än vad som kommer ur din mun
det som annars hade varit alltför tungt att säga högt
när något sker
när någonting ändrats i din blick
när jag måste vakna upp till ingenting
jag vet att jag talar allt för högt och att
någonstans så kommer allt gå bra
så vi kommer ses om ett litet tag när något ändrats.
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tripping over bottles filled with gold flake paint
i feel bad, at least i still feel sane
guess my bright paint is starting to crack
please stop laughing i want to go home
seeing videos you took sent to my phone
now what that's supposed to make me feel
so i sit here thinking feeling insecure
mocking court jester can't find a cure
hope you'll better soon
this ailment has been killing you
summer's way too soon
i hope i'll get out of my room
potholes on this old suburban road
every year they try to patch them up
eroded by rolling steel boxes
keeps us coming back to fill those in
hope you'll better soon
this ailment has been killing you
hope i'll change someday
i thought i was content with me
hope i'll better soon
i'm never coming out my room
the door is open
though i know you won't come by no more
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9. |
Question X, Y
04:50
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as every night turns into day
i feel made of clay
words are only sounds, but not in my head
love turns to hate, hate
i was born as a boy but i don't feel like
i'll interrupt myself
before i finish that sentence
i went to the ocean and dug a big hole
so i could lie down, down
would you hold on if i went out?
black as the night?
let the water wash over my head
i have played my role, ill go to bed
i don't wanna be dead
would you hold on to my ghost?
i feel sick at my body host
on the phone you sound just as alone
i'm just a kid, i'm just a child
question why did i get x, y
i'm just a kid, i'm just a child
question why did i get x, y
would you catch my ghost if i slipped out of your arms?
would you sit and watch while my body shatters completely?
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10. |
(stormens ankare)
01:44
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11. |
A Rushing River Speaks
03:04
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aah, a rushing river speaks
carries asia on its shoulder
aah, a little weary
of everything around me
something in the water
tells me to come in
something in the water
tells me something else
i know when to go to sleep
i feel tired but i always am
aah, a lighthouse shows
its only dark when it snows
finding myself back to earth
i never wanna come back down
im fine here just where i am
with a full moon in my arms
i'll love you more than anything
i'll love you more than anything
and even when i feel like shit
i'll love you more than anything
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12. |
Drowning (Glass River)
07:03
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Hi, i don't know where i am
i exist in strange places
mathematical problem
i don't know how to be solved
i don't know where i'm going
just trying to see the world
i feel out of place in me
i wish i had a body
i wish i could talk
i wish i had two arms
you never lose your charm
i'd keep you in my heart
hi, i don't know my name yet
i'd ask you but you can't hear
i barely exist at all
could shatter into glass shards
i wish i could talk
i wish i had two arms
i'd keep you in my heart
i'd hold you in my arms
you'd know i love your art
nanananana...
i'm stuck inside this body
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