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These Things
05:06
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In the burning house that is your hand
I thought myself to understand
The way to move and how to be a man
The dark rooms are never dark enough
I'm desperate still can't fill me up
When nothing seems to wake me up
And I'm still trying to bleed you out
I'm still dying to put you out
They say these things take time
But God don't ask for my time
In the morning i'll wake long enough to see
The sun's not up and you're waiting there for me
I'm still too afraid to disagree
Do you think i'd be so careful
If it was in the air, no
Am I ever gunna really settle?
I want to be a part, fall short and tear apart
It's nearing time to start, understand and tear apart
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I'm writing it down
I don't wanna forget
walkin' around
Is there anything we'll regret?
I'm not tearing down
I'm just talking out
I'm coming around
& I'm walking it out
What do I need to be remembering
What do I need when i'm trembling
What do I need, it's all festering
What do I need, so affirming
"Keep your heart in your chest"
I don't want to listen
I'm not gunna rest
This is living
I don't wanna forget to listen
I don't wanna forget what's written
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My heart can't hear another might,
My arms now heavy all the time
I'm shaking at the thought of the sight
No affirmation, not this time
If I'm honest to myself,
I'm troubled at the thought
But times like these there's nothing else
We're left with what we've brought
We were spelling out three letter words,
Making straight lines
Spoken slowly, treasuring time
Tainted visions easily, senseless entirety
It's still weighing down on me,
I'll trust eventually
We're left with what we've brought
Here is a test of growth, now that I know
I never would have thought,
We're left with what we've brought
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Care
03:32
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Restore me, restore me again
I wasn't ready
Indulgent kin, already
Before it festers up inside
Before it'd settle and die
How am I ever going to tell if I give all of myself
Who am I supposed to tell if I've rung it all out
I'm sorry if you were scared or caught by surprise
It's nothing that I could see
I care if you're looking back at me
Before it festers up inside
Before it'd settle and die
Buried me, debauchery
These things rushed it seems,
Slowly I'll drop to my knees
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5. |
(Over)
01:42
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You have so much control over me and you don't even know it
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