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Screw Loose Behavior
02:14
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Shaking in your loosened grip
Threads that no longer fit
Patience wearing thin
Close, but still so far
A simple function
It all adds up
Deny myself
Consume my wealth
A black hole I bought lunch
A game I play
And I always lose
I'm falling apart
I'm losing screws
And I almost always know better
Just don't always care
I almost always know better
Just don't always care
I don't care
(No, I don't give a fuck)
A circuit broken
This burnt out fuse
Still falling apart
Still losing screws
And I almost always know better
Just don't always care
I almost always know better
Just don't always care
I don't care
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2. |
Bored to Death
02:44
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Useless
Stupid
Broken
Down before I
Started
Now I
Keep my
Thoughts to myself
Kill me
Thrill me
Save me
Or show me something real
When I'm trying to say that something's fucked up
When I'm trying to stay
But I've gone too far to come back
I'm staring directly at the sun
I'm staring directly at the sun
You're seeping through my skull
The darkest kind of dull
It lingers in my soul
This sudden loss of control
Takes me back to my home
Buried in this hole
Some deadbeat act
It's all I know
Reprising every role
So treat me like a god
Ignored until you need something
Or treat me like a dog
Wild instinct laid at your feet
Quit me like a drug
Some new hope to keep you sinning
It's lonely at the top
Moreso if you still think you're winning
Useless
Stupid
Broken
Down before I
Started
Now I
Keep my
Thoughts to myself
Kill me
Save me
Or show me something real
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You're playing games with words
Open minded, but it's not quite what I'd heard
You really thought we'd learn
Broken people that are split into thirds
But you can't count on hope
Staring blankly at this fragile scope
You may have cut the rope
If there's any other questions you should take some notes
Write this down
"Sometimes I just can do without it"
And if willpower is out
Then here's some things I'd like to shout about it
I'm broken
But not out
I'm trying to pull myself together
And I'm starting to feel much better
Holding on tight to the tether
But I'm not really feeling it in this weather
Feeling alive inside again
Surprise myself every now and then
Thought I'd forgotten how to turn these tailspins into graceful spirals
Anger armor
This selfish ardor
We all forget we're trying harder
(I'm not looking back)
A clean escape from hell
Without a wave farewell
Help me remember myself
(I'm not looking back)
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4. |
Yes Friends
02:34
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You're going on and on, and I'm fucking spaced out
Social hologram, I slowly phase out
I've got a background process that's keeping count
Of all the things they say I severely doubt
I know a lot about denial
The light's bright when you haven't seen it in a while
Or how to hide behind your mask
When you don't know just how to act
Something caught in my head keeps grinding
Another backlash, the cogs start binding
Another night spent wasting space
I'm plugged in, but I'm such a fucking waste
Leaving you that nine-volt taste in your mouth
You can shut me out, oh, but trust me...
I know a lot about closing doors
Broken a finger or two trying to follow you
Hang around, but I'm not so sure
If I even know you people at all
I'm still
Sick of coming to your defense
I'm still trying to ditch my yes friends
Still lit, burning both ends
Far too brittle to bend
Yet we try it again
Turn me on and watch me spin
I'm a centrifuge to separate your sins, well
If living well is the best revenge
I'll start growing
Overflowing from the hole you left me in
Don't you remember the knives you left in my back?
How numb could you possibly be if I'm the one calling you out on it?
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5. |
Stuck
03:05
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Look at all those fucks I gave
Pulled teeth I've been trying to save
A liability I'll still waive
Because I carried you halfway
Took apart the mess I've made
No matter how clean I have been
I get stuck again
I'm becoming the quicksand
I think it's starting to sink in
Hollowed out
Reinflated, a borrowed second wind
Soaked in your doubt
Always coughing up your intentions
Dragged from the lake that I drowned in
Left it the way that I found it
How fucking far do I have to go out of my mind to find a place you haven't been?
How fucking hard do I have to crash to shake the black box loose?
Get me off your grid
It only takes the slightest shift
To dent, break, or drop this fragile freight
But there was only empty here
There was only hate
And you were only testing the echo
Slipped out the back door
You burned through the patience I had brought
Backed down again
The coward I've been
Smart enough to know I've lost
Smooth out the surface
Back to the bliss, I built alone
Staircase wit won't even give a shit
Forget about you getting high as fuck at home
I'm stuck
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6. |
Concrete
04:29
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When holding on
Was killing you, well
Letting go dismembered me
When nothing kept
The lantern lit
I couldn't bring myself to beg for it
Now I'm locked inside
You can't get to me
I think I like my mask more than my face
Glue shut my eyes
Take me where I can't see
Far away
Away from all these
Memories
Perfect from the outside
Remnants
Trapped beneath my sheets
I've been digging
Sorting through this rubble again
Searching
For something that might still be concrete
When cooler heads could not prevail
When whirling winds assault our sails
If we could find some further shores
You'd count the time, and find me a bore now
But I've been...
I've been distracted for so long I can't wake up
Unaffected by the time this all takes up
I wanna float but I still can't tell which way is up
Buried beneath the rubble
Searching for something concrete
Reaching for some solid ground
And the hands that used to pull me...
Out
Of all these
Memories
Perfect from the outside
Remnants
Trapped beneath my sheets
I've been digging
Sorting through this rubble again
Searching
For something that might still be concrete
When cooler heads could not prevail
When whirling winds assault our sails
If we could find some further shores
You'd count the time, and find me a bore, but I'm
Buried beneath the rubble
Searching for something concrete
Reaching for some solid ground
And the hands that used to pull me out
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Plot Armor
01:44
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Open your eyes for the first time
Collected wit
Kept it lit
Hidden within
A hollow frame
Indifferent
Don't give a shit
Can't seem
To win
But I'm still hanging in
I'll echolocate my way
A new light to keep me awake
Foundations yet to be laid
To build a place I won't need to escape
A place where we can
Feel
Open our minds
Wake up the spark in our hearts
Open our eyes
Perspective we were unaware of way back at the start
If only we could see it
But we wouldn't believe it
The future that we're seeking
Is right within our reach
The future that we seek
Is right within our reach
The future that we seek
Is right within our reach
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Mask
01:34
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Every time I see you, you're wearing a mask
Is it you or it that's staring back at me?
Boring a hole right through my fucking brain
Every time I see you, you're wearing a mask
Every time I see you, you're sucking a flask
Abomination filled up your glass
Open up the pit in the depths of your stomach
Every time I see you, you're sucking a flask
Every time I see you, you're driving so fast
Stomp on the pedal, run away from your regrets
You haven't done a thing in years
But oh, you're just trying to do your best
Every time I see you, I'll drive right past
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9. |
Under My Skin
02:49
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No more room left under my skin
No more room left for you...
In my attention span
Brushed you under the rug
In case you didn't notice
I'm always causing problems, man
Maybe I need a hug
Maybe I'll just implode
And I'm only one brushstroke from severing my ear
Oh I might cut it off right here
I won't be concerned
I can't get burned
I am the flame
Non-player character
Unwilling participant in your game
And why would you even care?
Why would you care anymore?
Oh, it's more my problem than yours
And I've tried not to let you in
But you're under my skin
Under my skin
The opposite of tetanus
I'm unable to keep my mouth closed
I'm finishing your sentences
Oh, I already know
Yeah I already know
You just keep on trying to change my mind
Knock me off axis
I'm unstable but there's still a few bricks left
To stack into bridges
I'll hold on to hope
But I won't hold my breath
Oh, not like these loose screws I've kept
No more room left under my skin
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I'm floating out of my body again tonight
A thicker tension
I've lost my sense of direction
I'm always halfway conscious
You're seeing through my shit when I've been full of it
Can't be trusted, maladjusted
Drowning the same sorrows again
Waiting out another silence
To keep down what's coming up
Verbal vomit
Faking progress
You tell me I'm just testing my luck
So sure it's all the same to you
Shooting wary daggers
At your photos on my wall
Come-to-Jesus moments
With the houseplants in the hall
I'm always halfway conscious
You're seeing through my shit when I've been full of it
Can't be trusted, you look past it
But not for long, at this rate you're gone
(Barely hanging on)
Another seasick submission
Remembering the slew of fucks I left ungiven
Holding on to anyone around me
To keep myself from floating off the earth
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