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I remember that day well, like the passing of a torch
It took a year to build the courage and for my fears to finally melt
I crashed towards the ground with speed
They found me lying by that tree
And every time I turn on Western I feel a small tug on my sleeve
We define the art of growing up by what we need not what we want
Passing days and faster months, but never progress
It comes down to you
You call this home
This isn’t home
You call this home
This will never be my home
Tell me if it works for you because I don’t think it works for you
It comes down to you
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Oranges At Halftime
01:55
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I'll always be in recovery
Spent the night with Ten High once again, looking at photos before this dam broke
Before he started retching
You were so good at comforting me
You're also good at fucking with me and seeping outside of my body
I still need to be inebriated
Cut the shit, man
You're just complaining
I'll cut my hand off before my head, And I will buy you some time
See, I can still be considerate
Just a trunk without the limbs
I'm still here but exposed to anything
Looking for loose change inside the couch
Breaking every agreement with myself
I said I'd never be back here again, but then I keep sending these bills to my head
I've been over drafting
Maybe if I keep singing this
Over and over again
I will finally hear it
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I Seek Justice… Denied!
01:42
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You’re gonna cut off my fingers
I’m gonna stomp on your halo
You’re gonna get what you came for
I’m gonna board up the windows
You’re gonna live
I’m gonna sleep
I’ll exist with a black cloud over me
Things would be different if you only cared
I wish that you could stay
But I would only let you down
I’d love to make peace with the memories of you coming out for air
Things would be different if you only cared
I’ll never speak to you again
Words got tangled in actions
I’m not ashamed of what I said
I don’t miss the commute or your attitude, but I really miss my friend
I got a list of thoughts that I write down on pieces of paper from time to time
My therapist says it’ll help me adjust, she thinks I’m doing fine
Things would be different if you only cared
I know it’s bad for my body, but I don’t think much anymore
I thought I’d finally feel much better when you were gone
I hope you find the shit you’ve been wasting your time on
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Stop fucking saying goodbye to me
I'm a feather in this breeze
And the whiskey's not settling anything
Just fucks me up ’til I fall asleep
Cause it seems you've got a lot to learn about fucking up ’til you get your turn
It'll come and I know that you can't wait for it, but for now, just sit back and let it in
Now I guess it's said and done
I resign and you can have this one
I'm pacing through the halls over again
You clearly haven't gave a shit in weeks
And now that there is nothing left to drink
I might as well just give it up
I'm a feather in this breeze
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Shitty Neighbors Toledo, Ohio
4 piece punk band from Toledo, OH
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