Impromptu
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I don't wanna love what's left of you.
But I guess there's nothing left to do.
I refuse to move to Malibu,
to chase a vision of me and you.
Gotta run away.
Far away,
to a better place.
Gotta run away.
Far away,
to a better place.
The defects are what define you.
Life lived out in impromptu.
What can I do to rain on you?
Best to ask what else is left to do.
Gotta run away.
Far away,
to a better place.
Gotta run away.
Far away,
to a b
The Nightmares
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When my eyes,
are sad and tired,
I crawl,
under the covers.
I leave,
my eyes open,
I can't sleep.
Well I go,
and see my shrink.
He writes me,
another prescription to eat.
I swallow,
more pills,
than food I eat.
I feel like I'm sleepless,
but I know I'm not.
I'm sik of the nightmares,
but they just won't stop.
I'm sick of the drugs,
but they level me out.
I'm tired and depressed,
but not depressed enough.
My own ghos
Pointless Song
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We can't praying,
that it will get better,
when this is as good as it gets.
Still we keep pushing.
Striving for the best.
The best can only get you so far.
And it all seems Pointless,
to me.
Success is fulfilling,
but what are we doing?
How can we call all of this success?
We aren't even climbing,
or making profit,
or claiming ownership to our humanity.
And it all seems pointless,
but the outcome was never,
really in doubt,
June
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The broken pavement,
it reminds me,
of the raindrops it's collected.
And reminds me of,
all the people,
who have walked on me.
Though I am a man,
I am still afraid of,
lightning and the roar of thunder.
I still pull the covers,
over my head,
and pretend I'm somewhere else.
And around you,
I am the same.
I can't bear to see you cry like that.
So I take a hint,
and walk out that,
cracked sliding door.
The very same door,
that I left open.
And yo
Pills
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Doctor,
how am I gonna sleep?
I want you to lie to me,
and tell me I'm fine.
But you won't lie to me.
Tell me I need a treat.
A pill will sedate me,
and keep me normal.
So I'm calm asleep,
and I'm having the darkest dreams.
What can you do for me,
to bring the good ones back in?
A pill to eat.
A pocket full of my doggie treats.
Addicted to something,
I shouldn't even need.
You can't lie to me.
I know that I'm sane enough.
I know what you're trying t
Answer Me
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Now that you let me go,
I want you to let me know,
have I been running in circles just to see you go?
And now the curtains fall,
all I've got left is my hope.
Hope that someone better will tell me I'm beautiful.
Answer me,
truthfully.
Was I wasting my time?
Did you mean those wonderful things you said?
I want to go home.
Close the sliding glass door,
that you know I left open to let you back in the house.
I won't have to tiptoe,
or jump through
Appendicitis
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The air feels elastic,
the bed is a river.
And my lungs feel just like a balloon.
My fever is skittish,
and my face is a mask.
The monitors won't stop their beeping.
My tears burn like lava,
though my eyes are dry.
Though my have eyes have been dry for a while.
My body is aching,
and I need some rest.
The hospital is open for me.
You wrote me a letter,
asking how I feel.
And I replied with a sigh.
We tend to our sick and,
we care
Low (As I've ever been)
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I put your noose around my neck.
Dangling advice that I forget.
Spiraling out of it,
down into the dark.
My chronic depression.
The sound of a dying moon.
Dance along with em to,
dissonant tunes.
If we had all we wanted,
what would we have to look for?
If we can start again,
what are we waiting for?
A new opportunity.
Another day in the gutter.
Drenched in shame and my libido,
but never touched at all.
Anothe
Cope
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My coat is off.
I shed my skin.
I open up,
and I let you in.
A lighter side,
with a shade of blue.
You talk to me,
and I'll talk to you.
Addiction free,
is no fun at all.
Cigarette smoke,
fills the halls.
A brand new me,
with a point to prove.
Spiraling,
from my point of view.
How am I supposed to forget,
the people I gave my best to?
How am I supposed to forgive,
the people who let live?
Tacky ties,
casual Friday.
All the individual,
style
Marrow
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Green eyes and long blonde hair,
she was my foundation but she disappeared.
Why do all the good things have to die so young?
Never lied and lived without a care,
until that fateful day when she was told,
"Rhythm, the doctor says it don't look good for you."
But even in hospital gowns,
and with her hair falling out,
she was beautifully young.
She was beautiful.
Every day she got a little more sick,
and her bones grew hollow and thin.
Oh Rhythm, why did y
Dust
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Lights,
fade in the distance,
away,
far away from me.
Sounds,
fade in the distance.
Day,
I'm gonna miss it.
Scenes,
experiences come and go.
Pleas,
for a better after world.
Trust,
fades absent and listless.
Dust,
falls like snow to the ground.
The empty throne is waiting.
The empty homes are fading into dust.
The absent minds are wasted.
The absent minded are changing into dust.
Falling down.
Falling,
Changing into dust.
And if I leave h
From Hollow
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Deepening black circles,
that fill the spaces left behind.
Darkening with lack of sleep,
these holes i have for eyes.
Trying hard as ever,
to turn out the lights.
Deepening forever,
the chasm in my mind.
I could never ask you,
to go out of your own way,
to come and be my savior.
To take my pain away.
I could never ask that of you.
Traveling in circles,
like my finger 'round the neck of a bottle.
Cowering in the corner,
as i miss peace
Everybody Needs
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Everybody Needs a mother and father.
Someone to teach them the taste of defeat.
Someone to guide them along the path,
guide them along the path of failure.
Everybody Needs a crutch.
Everybody Needs a Ban-Aid.
Everybody Needs lives to fuck.
Everybody Needs lies to momma, oh.
Transitioning from a kid to a man,
can take more out of you than you think.
Changing clothes is easy on the rod,
especially when there's nowhere to go.
Every
Hipster
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Yeah, I get a coffee every morning,
when the sun is big and full.
Yeah, I got my scarf and my glasses on.
Yeah, they match my skinny jeans.
Now you know just what I am,
you know just what to call me.
A new word with a new voice.
I can make my own choices.
I-I-I,
I-I oh oh oh.
I-I-I,
I-I oh oh oh.
I'm a brand new youth and,
I-I-I'm a hipster.
And I-I-I,
I-I-I know,
why why why,
why why you all,
keep staring at my flashy clothes.
It's because y
Let Go (of the bottle)
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I could take my time,
and tell my tale,
but who would care?
I don't even know how to begin.
I suppose I'll start off with losing that spark i used to feel.
The coziness in my heart.
It's cold today,
nothing's changed.
It never will.
Let's hole up inside.
The advantages of your warmth are dwindling as it rains.
Now i hope you will hear me out.
I've unlocked my chains,
been free for days,
but sobriety,
is looking im
Shouts of doubt
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I can't remember which way she went.
More than anything I am trying,
ever so hard to forget.
I tried my luck at winning his heart again.
I tried and failed just as I had guessed,
from the start all along.
So, shout,
shout,
shout in the morning.
Doubt,
doubt,
it's a storm and,
we don't,
need this,
today.
I will give anything for a classic romance.
I will say anything to anyone just to get a smile,
and maybe a place to spend the
Cold Air (The Things That Make Us Dumb)
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When the moon is full and you're choking on the cold air,
Stars will come to greet you.
When you're waiting by the phone for a call from him,
Just know you'll be waiting a while.
and we wait and wait and wait.
But every day's the same.
Buy all the things that make us dumb.
Choking on cold air.
When the water is freezing when you jump in,
It's only just a phase, they say.
But
