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You're floating without me
You're sleeping so soundly
But it's for the best
God knows you need some rest
From fighting yourself off
From your vices and your thoughts
Let me grieve in bed
Forever trapped in my head
I'm sick of watching the clock tick
Hoping I'll change in the seconds
We'll grow old and rust
Our bones will turn to dust
We're lost in the minutes of time
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I'll preach of hope, of faith, and of grace
So you can wait and expect some better days
We lose our youth fighting in mental wars
But we forget what we are even fighting for
Let's stop defining ourselves by blemishes on our face
We are the blood in our brains, we create the confidence we crave
I hold the strings of demons controlling me
And I curse the hands that won't stop shaking
I'm falling off just like the autumn leaves
And every dying moment is so bittersweet
We are bound by the chains that we make
But we hold the key to the locks we create
We are the blood in our brains
We create the confidence we crave
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everything, changing
04:05
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No more talking about the weather or any other way of just passing time
Unless if you really want to hold onto moments that we love to glorify
And I know you've been holding out on me
And I'm tired of holding onto you
I hate it when you deprive yourself of sleep
Because your eyes glisten when they don't see dreams
Goddamn it your eyes are always so perfect to me
I hate it when you deprive yourself of sleep
I'm a house that is on fire and no one really understands why
Chalk it up to being dramatic, but aren't we all just burning inside?
And I've locked up all of my doors
So no one can put the flames out
Because wildfire spreads faster than you can help
There's something about the summer that makes us feel young
There's something about the cold that makes us real numb
But I'm not ready for the cold
And I'm not ready to grow old
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about last fall
04:12
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I've dwelled in sadness before, just like most of you
I've shot down demons, but they become bulletproof
A fortress in your head just doesn't make any sense
When the outside isn't who the soldiers fight against
I tend to studder when I'm down on my knees because
The god above does not have faith in me
Or at least that's what I like to tell myself because
Getting better feels better when there isn't anyone there to help me
And I can't stand mirrors anymore cause a coward is all I see
I see a man who stopped moving to better things because it began to hurt his feet
I'm a violent empty orchestra, alone on the stage
I'm looking for a harmony, like in the melodies I make
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I'm living through memories, lost inside the summer breeze
Begging for nostalgia in familiar melodies
All I need is simply honest abstract poetry
Something to help simplify these ideas surrounding me
All we want is to fade
But all we can do is change
I'm hoping that the season will try to change me once again
But truth be told it's not the cold that keeps me lying in bed
I'm learning what it means to be, what it means to be a friend again
Find me in the leaves, leaving behind dead trees
We'll lose ourselves to perfect skin promised in fountains
One by one we'll learn to move these goddamn mountains
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framework
01:51
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