1. |
What Kind of Life
02:25
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What kind of life is spent
Running from my problems
And unforgettable mistakes
What kind of time is spent
Paying mental rent
To the things that are keeping me awake
I could spend my time falling apart
Because there's just too much hate
In my heart
And I could spend my time trying to fix everything that I've done wrong
But I'm going to waste my time
Breaking my wrists and writing love songs
I need to shed my own skin
I need to be made new again
Because I am broken
I am hopeless
You are perfect
And I am nothing
I'll call it off
I'll call it good
I've called it anything I could
To avoid facing up to the facts
Change is slipping through the cracks
I'm always slipping through the cracks
But oh I'm letting go
Of the mental cage I'm in
I need to get away from these thoughts
That are dragging me down with them
And I need to be made new again
Because I'm pretty sure there's nothing
Left here that's worth saving
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2. |
Chicago
03:31
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Chicago streets
Supposed to take my mind off you
Well it’s not working
And I miss you more than ever before
They say it’s a waste of time
And even if that’s true
I’m glad I wasted it with you
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3. |
490 or Fist Fight
02:19
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Dying for attention
Trying to get a reaction
Want someone to love you
All you want is some action
Yeah you’re insecure
Yet you’re narcissistic
Gotta be real cool
Let them know you’re with it
Trying to get attention from your issues
Blow someone off
Hoping that they’ll miss you
Yeah you’re insecure
Yet you’re narcissistic
Gotta be real cool
Let them know you’re with it
You can dish it out
But you can’t take it
And you fake it
When you say
You say you’re sorry
But with no conviction
And I really hate the way
You treat people
And their emotions
But when it’s turned the other way
You want compassion
And understanding
And want it all to be okay
You say you’re trying to do better
And I say that’s bullshit
That’s fucking bullshit
You will twist the truth and try
To cover yourself up
And make another girl cry
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4. |
True Matter
02:10
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Well what’s it really all about
I think that I could die happy without
Anything to my name
A happy heart is all I’ll claim
We’re so caught up in material things
Yeah once they’re gone what will remain
I will try and look aside
To make sure that life won’t pass me by
But if this is it
Then take me now
And if this is life
Then take me now
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5. |
Passenger Seat
00:52
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When I see you in my passenger seat
There’s nowhere I would rather be
And I know I could do this forever
If you wanted to
Follow me
Into a sea
Of unknown uncertainty
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6. |
Gone By 25
04:10
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What if this summer is my last
And I am left with nothing but my memories
The time that I’ve been wasting
Would mean the world to me
Take it as it comes
Because what if these
Are the good old days
And I’m to busy worrying
About to the future to take
My time
Because what if these
Are the good old days
And I’m too busy worrying
About the future to enjoy
The life that’s passing me by
Because most of us are gone by 25
So pack your bags to your nine to five
You got a degree so you could hate your life
Wifes at home got a kid on the way
The pressure is on and you can’t escape
And you remember when you used to say
Reality just ain’t for me
And I’m staying young
And I’m living free
I hate what they want me to be
Take it as it comes
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7. |
The Shit In My Head
02:07
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I can’t live here anymore
Broken world beyond repair
And I don’t know what’s keeping me here
When a bullet could make things disappear
And God it’s hard to remember what you said
With all the shit that’s in my head
And the thoughts that I have thought
While I’ve been lying awake in bed
I need to get away
From the demons torturing me
I will not be a slave
To a torn up humanity
Because God you made a world that’s gorgeous
And showed us a love that is enormous
And I stand back in awe
Look what we did to it all
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8. |
Bad Days
03:13
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My mistakes are what haunt me at night
And my faith is the only light in my life
When I'm lying awake in my bed
It's the only thing keeping me
From blowing a hole in my head
Bad days it's all just a haze
Of how I got here in the first place
When it all starts to come together
It's all blown away by the colder weather
I'm lost
And I've been digging a hole six feet deep
And I've been playing a role
that comforts me
And I've been drifting away from what I believe
I can open my eyes but I can't see
Anything that's coming close
All I see is my own ghost
Watching over a poor boys grave
A hopeless soul that could not be saved
I'm lost
But I still hear you
And still feel close from time to time
And I know yeah I know
That there's something more here
But sometimes I find comfort in my fear
That I am on my own
But I am not alone
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