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Thoughts Blend Together
03:57
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Paranoid for no reason and I don’t know why
Thoughts blend together common sense begins to die
I Don’t know what to think
I don’t know what I want to be
I just need a sense of reality
No reason to think logically at all
With each step I take reality begins to fall
Everything I think is good is met with an objection
Trying to move forward but I go another direction
Coming to terms with what's in my mind
Trying to move forward but I'm left behind
I don’t know what to be
I don’t know what to think
Trying to keep myself above but I sink
Point of decision coming closer
Sense of reason that I need the most
I might need someone to love
Grips on my heart as tight as a glove
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CT
02:16
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I hold on to the thread, and begin to walk away
You’ll come back soon maybe just another day
Everytime I see one I want to write another page
Feel the daybreak and my heart fills with rage
See them walking all the way up and down the street
It’s hard to say hello, now to everyone you meet
I couldn’t say anything, as I shrugged and sighed
Might as well tell you, to let go of your pride
Just keep them away from me
They’re the last thing I want to see
There’s no way to be any bolder
Wonder if they’ll be around when I’m older
It’s a common trend
It’ll break before it bends
They just make my temper snap
Give me something I can use to close the gap
Before I die
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Fast Food
03:01
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Every Thursday night, I drive my beat up car
I drive it to this place, I drive it into the ground
I’ll do anything to get it, I’ll do anything I need
There is no time for hate and there is no time for greed
Pull my car to the window of the place
Open the window, I’m handed a bag, there’s a smile on her face
I say “thanks” and take the change as I begin to go
Knowing that I’ll only return, I let my joy show
Pull the car in the parking lot and enjoy my purchase
This place is godlike, it’s like no other merchant
I’ll stay here overnight, right here in my van
To prove to all of you that I’m her biggest fan
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4. |
Still The Same
03:02
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I’m not feeling what I’m hearing
Whatever it is I can’t say
What I’m seeing I’m not believing
A cruel joke maybe could stay
I’m just sitting here and I’m full of fear, watch myself evaporate
How could you expect me not to change
When I’m still the same?
Whoever you are, I’m not there
And I don’t want to know your name
I’m trying not to witness
What I’m about to do
Tell me who’s to say what should’ve been
Or what’s ahead; I have no clue
You can’t erase me, I can’t erase you
Your memory stuck like glue
Help me out of this place
I can’t forget that night but I'll forget your face
Waited for something that wasn’t going to happen
Oh that scene that night is where you set your trap in
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5. |
Wander Away
03:30
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I've got a message that’s needless to say
That’s fine, I’ll say it anyway
Not today
I’m not sure what I want to do
Stick around, wasting my time with you
Try and understand
I’m not certain of the song that I play
I’m not certain of the message I say
Time to write another hollow cliche
Time to write about moving on through your day
I just hope that you're able to see
This deal is between you and me
Now I hope you see
I’ll wander away somewhere else
No direction, I’ll just think to myself
Wander away
I’m not certain of the song that I play
I’m not certain of the message I say
Time to write another hollow cliche
Time to write about moving on through your day
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