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SPAM RISK (DEMO)
02:39
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I'm a long way from home in my light blue Subaru
And I'm gonna fucking kill myself if I have to think of you so
I'll pull off the road at the first sight of something new just to prove
So I can prove
That I can live my life just the same way that you do
Get a couple of dead-end jobs, just enough to get me through and
I'll be satisfied, alive, or at least pacified
So I won't think of all my wasted time
I'll spend the summer alone
Lock myself inside of my room
I'll make confessions to
The lingering GHOSTS of my youth
What makes this house a home?
Is it maybe the lack of you?
No seaside or mountain view
Will change the fact that you hate you too
Take the reigns
Steer in a new direction
Take the blame
Out of your hands for once
Change the game and
Make it a new obsession
To be the best that you can be
You can be better than me
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COUCH (DEMO)
03:05
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Another weekend where I won't leave the house
Another conversation where I don't know what the hell you're talking about so
I'll sit in silence 'til I figure it out
But I'm completely zoned out
I can't get off the couch
Open the window just to air out my mind
I've been lying just to bide my time
And now its got me in a bind
Imposter syndrome running through my system
Makes me doubt everything that I've created
I've got problems but you say you'll fix them
Inject your warmth into my veins
Don't fuck it up don't make the wrong decision
Complacency has become my middle name
If loving myself becomes a daily omission
I'll end up in an early grave
And there'll be nothing left to save
Imposter syndrome running through my system
Makes me doubt everything that I've created
I've got problems but you say you'll fix them
Inject your warmth into my veins
Love me make me feel like I matter
Convince me that this all can change
Destroy me, make my life a disaster
Cause I am not okay [and neither are you]
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JORTS (DEMO)
03:39
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I'm sick of feeling sick and staying in my bed
I want to feel the sun turning my skin red
I need to create so I don't feel so worthless
But the passing of time makes me feel so nervous
And it's not like you
To turn me down when I need it
And it's not like you
Can save me from this hell in my head
My brain is a thousand-piece puzzle
The pieces scattered onto the floor
My conscience is a muzzle
To hide the things I fucked up before
I'm sick of being told that's just the way it is
I need to grow up, happiness is just a myth
Give it a rest, pursuing art isn't worth it
Open your eyes, your music serves no purpose
And it's just like you
To open your mouth without notice
And it's just like you
To never know when to close it
Your brain is a broken the padlock
The contents spilling onto the floor
Your conscience is a wet sock
That somehow you still choose to ignore
Cause I can't stand this place anymore
Anymore
Get me off this fucking earth and throw my ashes in the hearth
Cause I can't stand this place anymore
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