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Crutch
03:36
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Wakin up in a cold sweat
Look around my empty bed
Searching for something to soothe
Looks like tomorrow will not move
I see her face on my wall
Reminders always a downfall
Shit I keep tryin to forget
With my kit used to offset
Cant deal with illumination
Of my life I've kept at bay
Anything to stop the pain
Looking for your promised vein
Could get up and have a day
But ill just stare blankly and lay
There’s nothing much for me out there
In my comfortable despair
Losing years like a numb fool
Drowning in your whirlpool
Thought it’d be something outgrown
Disappointed and alone
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Use
02:46
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All used up but thats why I’m here
Don’t leave a drop, let me disappear
Feeling disgusting, closing the door
Without you im nothing, even more than before
A frightened smile
An apprehensive “yes”
Another lap around
This electric fence
The bitter man asks “when’s my fucking turn?”
Days feeling numbered, there’s no more time to burn
Apathetic front tryin not to blame
Your endless race with delusional fame
A frightened smile
An apprehensive “yes”
Another lap around
This electric fence
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Nothing, Man
03:01
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You hold him up, wanting to stay
But your hand burns his skin, you clearly see the day
He sleeps on a bed of glue
Waiting out his lifespan
Dont know if he sees you
No hope for a nothing man
He lets the thread worsen
Is this mountain worth the climb
If he weren’t such a difficult person, he’d probably have an easier time
He is a nothing man
With his useless plan
You are the gleaming one
He is a greedy bastard
With slurring words and eyes half closed
You check off all the characters exposed
Then starts the screaming match, you draw the blinds again
His go to is detach, a ghost is hard to pin
Still failing to adjust
Smashes head into the wall
Dragging you through the dust
Watching the powder fall
Someday'll be different
Casualty of the trial
Guess he must still be sick
A life of endless denial
He is a nothing man
With his useless plan
You are the gleaming one
He is a greedy bastard
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Miles Away
04:43
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Here you find us on opposite sides
Burned by everything we’ve seen
A junkyard of innocence and pride
Repulsion taking me
I wish I were miles away
Cause youve got some strange power
I really just wanna hate you
But there’s something I can’t deny
She steps over my apprehension
We’ll work disorder guarantees
I walk past the manipulation
Chaos set me free
I wish I were miles away
Cause you’ve got some strange power
I really just wanna hate you
But there’s something I can’t deny
Can’t believe you took the head off the boss
And scratch laughter from my lungs
Sunday comes and you’re still across
From where the devil sang
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Cameron Holland Los Angeles, California
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