1. |
fix yrself
03:06
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fix yourself okay there look i tried
adderall i see through pinhole eyes
i think you’d like me better high
maybe it’s just because i’m bored
i see through tears behind closed doors
i think you think that i’m a chore
(don't think that i'm already too far)
(don't think it's too much to ask for)
(don't think that i'm already too far)
(don't think it's too much to ask for)
withdrawals i haven’t gone to class
it’s alright i’ll probably still pass
my reflection says i’m a fucking mess
fix yourself i’m trying man it’s hard
it’s not the reality i want
i think you’d like me better gone
back to when i met her
it feels like forever
back when i was better
it feels like forever
and she asks if i’ll forget her
not now not ever
don’t think you’d like me better
not now not ever
(don't think that i'm already too far)
(don't think it's too much to ask for)
(don't think that i'm already too far)
(don't think it's too much to ask for)
(don't think that i'm already too far)
(don't think it's too much to ask for)
(don't think that i'm already too far)
(don't think it's too much to ask for)
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2. |
goodbye statie
03:17
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hey
how am i
i’m doing fine
guess i’m alright
i thought
about going out
but not without
my second doubts
driving out with
a pack of newports
goodbye statie
goodbye statie
but when i say i’m busy
that’s not what i mean
it’s that i’m in my bed
staring at a screen
and i’m too fucking doped
and i’m too fucking doped
to go out anywhere like you’d hoped
hey
how am i
i’m doing fine
guess i’m alright
i thought
about going out
but not without
my second doubts
driving out in
the two door wrangler
goodbye statie
goodbye statie
head down face down doing lines
coke on the dash and you're feeling fine
and now they’re looking in with flashlights just to see
there’s nothing wrong just me being me
but now you're in the trunk
yeah you're in the trunk
and we're on our way
to the middle of the woods
with my head in the clouds
and my nose full of white
can’t fall asleep i’ll stay up all night
coked out fucked up walking like a tweaker
had to take your pulse i can feel it getting weaker
and it’s so fucking cold
and it’s so fucking cold
you left with my bag and our only bowl
head down face down doing lines
coke on the dash and you're feeling fine
and now they’re looking in with flashlights just to see
there’s nothing wrong just me being me
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3. |
lord of the lines
02:24
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got skinny over break, took a lot of painkillers
found out i was broke so i wrote an essay
pull up to my block and you almost ran me over
forgot to save your number on my contact list
i’m okay i’ll think about it some day
but right now i don’t really wanna leave
and i’ve been waiting all year for the snow to melt
car broke down so you can’t sell
sitting outside i’m gonna get sick
waiting for the headlights they’re never gonna come
i’m okay i’ll think about it some day
but right now i don’t really wanna leave
is this the way i wanna live
is this the way i’m gonna live
i’m okay i’ll think about it some day
but right now i don’t really wanna leave
is this the way i wanna live
is this the way i’m gonna live
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