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No One
03:30
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why doesnt anyone remember the last time they were alone?
why cant i ever get better, the more safety feels unknown?
why am i always asking for who will be asking about this?
distance is gaining more, and i don't know what that is.
no one else does, it's just me, huh?
saying one thing and another, maybe we're all one of them
want some before and after, now there's nothing left to end
shut all my talking down, now it's too hard to pretend
i know you would always rather see your least lonely friend
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00:35
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i think i know a lot less than i thought
there's only so much i can understand
but it i wonder what it feels like to know the things they know.
i could never actually know them.
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He Went Somewhere
02:27
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it's been more than a lifetime ago
i can't remember much about it now
it's been three fuckin long years
and i cant remember much about it now
it broke me, who am i now?
i cant remember much about it now
i feel nothing now, i hate it!
because i cant remember enough about it.
he went somewhere, you cant follow.
it's shut away in secret
and that's why it hurts, can't feel it
my memory is slowly fading
and it fuckin hurts cuz i can't feel it
i know i wasted my time away
it fucking hurts and can't feel it
will it ever actually go?
i want it to hurt, so i can feel it.
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Miss Yourself
00:59
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super young kids, you aren't that innocent
not an easy time, waiting to be put in line
i got a bullshit dad who hasn't been close enough
i always really tried, i always really tried, i always really tried
never made a difference
no, it never made a difference
i hate who i was i hate most everything
still was me i guess, i have so much to carry
should have said fuck you back then, ill say it now
i always really tried, i always really tried, i always really tried
never made a difference.
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Don't Know
04:36
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can't do what you wanna do i know that you think i do
i dont have a half brain left to listen to your wordy mess
never knowing what's the truth you've got all the shit to lose
never playing these games right i know why we always fight
yeah we always fight, maybe it's because im never right
you gotta say all these things you don't wanna say
keeping up this attitude that you don't care about me too
always having shit to do when making time to be with you
i had hope for something more but words are what you cant afford
it makes sense for heavy shit to always be avoiding it
im so confused, not even sure if im being used
we always sit and pretend that we're over it
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