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I can make nothing out of something,
I wish I could make something out of nothing.
If I could open up and tell you everything I've felt for years,
then I would make sure that nothing ever went unsaid between us.
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What happened, do you think, in the past few months?
Floating in the loop
Causing shifts in the pattern
You glow like a beacon I can't stare straight at
Did something soften you?
If only I could see you from a mile away
There's been a drastic change in you
If only I could see you from a mile away
What parts of me will I hold on to?
When I reset, what's coming back next time?
Am I coming back next time?
Walk the hallways in a panic
How'd you cut through all the noise?
You must see the changes
Like a doorway in your mind
I get lost, I get lost
In the house on top of mine
I get lost, I get lost
Help me cut through all the noise
What parts of me will I hold on to?
When I reset, what's coming back next time?
Am I coming back next time?
I get lost//I get lost
I get lost//I get lost
In the house on top of mine
In the house on top of mine
I get lost//I get lost
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3. |
Nice/Normal/Boring/Good
05:17
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Something isn't right
I see them all the time
The changes to the sky
All just in my eyes
I didn't ask to see it all
It's splitting me in two
I can't handle chaos
Give me nice/normal/boring/good
Something isn't right
I see them all the time
The changes in the sky
All just in your eyes
The branches overwhelm me
They grow and twist and fight
I climb instead of sleep
Lately it happens every night
I didn't ask to see it all
It's splitting me in two
I can't handle chaos
Give me nice/normal/boring/good
Nice/normal/boring/good
I didn't ask to see it all
It's splitting me in two
I can't handle chaos
Give me nice/normal/boring/good
Nice/normal/boring/good
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4. |
Tired Eyes
02:42
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I remember the long drives
I remember the quiet nights
I remember when I had to call
For a fucking table
You look like someone else in my dreams
I'd like to see you with my tired eyes
I remember the long drives
I remember the quiet nights
You look like someone else in my dreams
I'd like to see you with my tired eyes
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5. |
Advertising
03:32
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She waits around
hoping something's changed
but I've only lost the words again
You move too fast
Extremes and peaks
I wonder if you're noticing
You wait around
you move too fast
extremes and peaks
Hoping something's changed
but I've only lost the words again
I wonder if you're noticing
Can't retrace the path
Can't keep looking back
The fires in my dreams can't wake me up
Can't retrace the path
Can't keep looking back
The advertising in the sky seems close enough
It's not worth
All the times I linger
Over what will never happen
The world goes bright
I've slipped again
Move so slow that I can't
It's not worth
The world goes bright
All the times I've lingered
I've slipped again
Over what will never happen
Move so slow that I can't
Can't retrace the path
Can't keep looking back
The fires in my dreams don't wake me up
Can't retrace the path
Can't keep looking back
The advertising in the sky seems close enough
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I'd like to run away in a panic of passion
It's over, I caved, and finally it happened
Everything I built, burning to the ground
Comfort in the knowledge I'd finally made a sound
You just wait, in a couple of weeks I'll have it all figured out
I always tell myself this always happens
The cycle closes in and I see no way out
Always tell myself this always happens
Circle's getting smaller and I still can't see how
You just wait, in a couple of weeks I'll have it all figured out
You just wait, in a couple of years I'll have it all figured out
I visit the spaces where you and I
Visit the spaces where you and I
Stop me in my tracks and look me in the eye
I visit the spaces where you and I
I visit the spaces where you and I
I visit the spaces where you and I
Stop me in my tracks and look me in the eye
I visit the spaces where it's alright
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7. |
Voltaire
03:45
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Our last conversation
The last place we'll meet
The moment I should've stayed
My damn restless feet
This is when to talk
This is when to listen
This is when to talk
This is when to listen
I could have, I could have, I could have, I could have
I should have, I should have, I should have, I should have
When I should have held it in
If I'd only let you speak
A lesson in thinking first
My damn prideful speech
Looking back doesn't help
Time doesn't work like that
As good as set in stone
The moment is gone
This is when to talk
This is when to listen
This is when to talk
This is when to listen
I could have, I could have, I could have, I could have
I should have, I should have, I should have, I should have
I could have, I could have, I could have, I could have
I should have, I should have, I should have, I should have
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8. |
What Did The Stars Say?
05:35
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Spinning slowly in a dreary though not uninviting void
Waiting for the colors to unfold
And I notice at the edges it seems hesitant and paper thin
Not so much a headlong dive as edging in
It's not as if you'll turn around and say the stars have let me in
If only it was easy as wanting the same thing
In a flash of white the world divides and all my paths have their own screen
Every channel branches off and my discomfort's in HD
But the more sure that I am that I see everything in 40K
The less I feel there's any hold to grip
It's not as if you'll turn around and say the stars have let me in
If only it was easy as wanting the same thing
There's another house on top of mine and I keep getting lost
Walking into rooms that I can't find inside my memories
Try to hold my place in time and find a wall I recognize
Better settle in, all the doors have locked behind
It's not as if you'll turn around and say the stars have let me in
If only it was easy as wanting the same thing
It's not as if you'll turn around and say the stars have let me in
If only it was easy as wanting the same thing
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9. |
Gone For A Minute
03:25
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You said "I'll just be a minute"
And the bridge that we had built was gone
I think we felt the fall coming on
Never thought it was minutes away
I'm getting drowned in the details
There is no normal to fall back on
Overwhelmed by all the noise
Afraidofchangeafraidofchangeafraidofnevercatchingup
It was strange, many times we dreamed
of a sound, a vague but joyous thing
I could see through the lights flickering
finally, our shared hallucinating
It was strange, many times we dreamed
of a sound, a vague but joyous thing
I could see through the lights flickering
finally, our shared hallucinating
Can't help but stare at the clock
Stuck in tiny loops moving lower inch by inch
I swear there must be a pattern
ThelightThesoundThelightThesoundThewallsareclosingin
You said "I'll just be a minute"
But I can feel myself slipping through
I'm getting drowned in the minutes
I swear this fucking week's been dragging on for years
It was strange, many times we dreamed
of a sound, a vague but joyous thing
I could see through the lights flickering
finally, our shared hallucinating
It was strange, many times we dreamed
of a sound, a vague but joyous thing
I could see through the lights flickering
finally, our shared hallucinating
It was strange, many times we dreamed
of a sound, a vague but joyous thing
I could see through the lights flickering
finally, our shared hallucinating
It was strange, many times we dreamed
of a sound, a vague but joyous thing
I could see through the lights flickering
finally, our shared hallucinating
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10. |
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I think I understand now
That this won't bring you back to me
I have been a ghost here
For longer than I meant to be
I wish could keep track of
All the places I have seen
I mostly see life's beauty
In a futilely molded scrolling feed
Details fade so easily
Left with fractured memories
I wish I'd kept the frames with you
Over all these filler scenes
This might be a stepping stone
Before the place we're meant to be
Everything is half-connections
Everyone is half-connected
Everyone is half-connected
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11. |
Pseudoescapsim
02:44
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You're sleeping in my car
We're driving to the farthest island we can find
The AC's breaking down
But I bet I'll break before this car
The closest I can get
To getting out of here
Is three days of
Small town pseudoescapism
The weeks are getting shorter
I don't get the rest I need
Let's just move away
Over and over again until I'm finally not tired
The closest I can get
To getting out of here
Is three days of
Small town pseudoescapism
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12. |
The Way 2 A.M. Hits
05:23
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Don't leave it like this
Don't leave it like this
If were to describe the memory of a night
It'd be a blur of colors and lights
Words I can't pronounce and phrases that won't come out right
And your face in the middle, superimposed under the logo of a shitty beer
Don't leave it like this
Don't leave it like this
Life feels much too short to end again on a note of discomfort
I look like a different person every day
It's getting exhausting
The faces I have to face
Before I can slip away
To get the sleep I crave
Get me out of this place
Don't leave it like this
If I could only describe the way 2 A.M. hits every night
It'd be a thunder of sounds almost like
Metal creaking under all that fucking weight
That feeling, tip-toeing on the edge of collapse
The faces I have to face
Before I can slip away
To get the sleep I crave
Get me out of this place
Don't leave it like this
Don't leave it like this
Don't leave it like this
Don't leave it like this
Don't leave it like this
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13. |
Paths
03:20
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I want to go back
To the fork in the path
I want to choose again
I want to go back
To the fork in the path
I want to choose again
I watch the paths ahead
How they warp, reverse and end
And strangely I will follow all of them
And strangely I will follow all of them
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14. |
11-Hour Drive
06:13
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The 11-hour drive
Highlighted by the unwelcome surprise
That I still can't hold myself in time
Or any space that I might find
Myself slipping into without warning
And I could know and still not know
What was real or in my mind
And if your next world
Is better than this
Please let me follow
And I still see bridges from yours to mine
The never-ending nights
Known by wide and weary eyes
To drag on and on unkind
Full of words I can't remember
And empty thrills I wish I couldn't
I'd keep the hours spent with you
If I could hold them from the tide
And if your next world
Is better than this
Please let me follow
And I still see bridges from yours to mine
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Be reminded of your mistakes
I love you, the wait
Will it linger, or will it fade away
Will I be haunted
I'll always know I should have stayed
One day the stars will talk to me again
One day I'll know how all my stories end
Remind me of all my mistakes again
The tree falls, I threw it in a fire
All those one times
Erased for six dollars a pour
My lying fog says I am doing fine
Don't need the chains of memory and time
One day the stars will talk to me again
Remind me of all my mistakes again
Be reminded of your mistakes
Be reminded of your mistakes
Be reminded of your mistakes
I love you, the wait
Be reminded of your mistakes
Be reminded of your mistakes
Be reminded of your mistakes
I love you, the wait
Be reminded of your mistakes
Be reminded of your mistakes
Be reminded of your mistakes
I love you, the wait
Be reminded of your mistakes
Be reminded of your mistakes
Be reminded of your mistakes
I love you, the wait
Be reminded of your mistakes
Be reminded of your mistakes
Be reminded of your mistakes
I love you, the wait
Be reminded of your mistakes
Be reminded of your mistakes
Be reminded of your mistakes
I love you, the wait
Be reminded of your mistakes
Be reminded of your mistakes
Be reminded of your mistakes
I love you, the wait
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