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Off The Grid
03:49
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I’ve got a thousand friends but I’ve never met any of em
So disconnected, it’s reflected in the way we’ve become
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I get a dozen phone calls a day from a robot in Idaho
With information on a credit card that I’ve never owned
How’d you get this number? Take me off your list
And the sound of the dial tone is playin’ on and on
I’d die just to go off the grid
And make room for these thoughts in my head
Throw my phone in the pool and watch it sink down down down
Disconnect it all, it’s making me sick
Pull the plug, I’m too dependent on it
Bury me in the ground and watch me fall off the grid
The number you’re trying to reach is always screening your calls
It’s nothing personal, I’m a little anxious is all
I get no comfort in knowing you’re just a phone call away
And the sound of the dial tones still playin’ on and on
Maybe I’ve just had enough
Maybe oughta toughen up
Maybe I don’t have it in me to compare with everyone
Maybe there’s another way
I don’t wanna face today again, again
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Clutter
03:31
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It’s a big shock I’ve been falling apart
I don’t see the point of all this faking
When I wake up I feel nothing but doubt
In every choice that I’ve been making
I know you’re not happy anymore
and I can’t blame you, I’ve been uncool
I don’t know what we’re still fighting for
Just get real and talk about it
I get the feelin’ we’re disconnected
Just get real and talk about it
I can't take one more rejection
My mind's not fine
Wish I could string it all together like your favorite sweater
My mind's not fine
It’s filled to the top with useless clutter
I stopped taking these pills cus of what they do to me
I’ll take feeling these blues over numbing my misery
I know we’re not happy anymore
I won’t blame you, I’ve been a fool
You’re the one that I’m still fighting for
My minds not fine
Just give me time
My minds not fine
I need more time
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Lonely Little Hell
03:37
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Staring at the walls
The room it spins around like a top, and I can't stop it
Thoughtful things you say
I know just where you think they're coming from
But I can't hear them now.
Hey
There's something in my way.
So much I wanna say
But lately I can't find the words
Oh no
I'm losing all control
Fall deeper in the hole
And lately I can't find the strength
Take a look at me
Tell me what you see
‘Cause I don't recognize myself
I’m trapped inside my shell
Lonely little hell
I think I've only got myself to blame
Search for something real
To anchor what I see inside my mind
Skewed perspective
So push me and shove me
So I feel something
I know I'm not alright
Believe that I’ll be fine
Why try to change, I know I’ll still feel the same
I try my best, to make my way through the maze
better thoughts, better possibilities
To find a way, the person that I used to be
Swimming through an endless sea
I'm barely holding on to what I used to be
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Sun
02:37
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I wanna sleep sleep sleep till I have the right dreams
Of you and me under an apple tree
I'll bring white wine and share my everything
I wanna read read read every thought in your mind
Write it down ‘til it’s engraved in mine
You’re an open book and each word makes me smile
Don't let the bastards get you down
You are the sunshine through my life's stormy clouds
I see a future where you won't need my love
But I will always need your sun
I wanna take take take away all our fears
My darkest one is that you’ll disappear
Call on me and I swear I’ll be there
I wanna run run run to the top of that hill
And tell everyone how you make me feel
I’d shout so loud that I’d lose my voice to the town
It’s Sunday morning and you’re still stuck in your bed
You know I’d do anything to get you out of your head
It’s Sunday morning, your curtains are closed
You know I’d do anything to get you out in the world
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Hands up I surrender
Treading water but we’re sinking under
Take one more breath before we lose it all
Face down I remember
Better days when we knew each other
Fake one more night before it’s gone for good
Hollow words that bandage everything
Let’s not say anything
Don’t speak
Don’t say anything at all dear
I know that we’re better off
We’ve been here before but you don’t care anymore it seems
Don’t tell me, don’t tell me
Paint over what we’re needing
A new coat won’t fix this feeling
Every stroke of color makes this room too small
And this hurts like hell
And through it all I think I still wish you well
And it’s selfish it seems
But you’ve got tricks up your sleeve my dear
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