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Iceland
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If I stay home all day and smoke a bowl, does that make me great then? Well I just want to go to Iceland, but I can't even pay mey rent. Figures drag me down a spiral, black. And the pressure leaves me dry. Overheated. No sign of life. And the future. Well we don't talk. And we don't think, or act.
Well I just want to go to Iceland, but then I can't pay my rent. Remember all the things we said. Everything will work out in the end.
Well one day we can go to Iceland. And we can pay our rent. Remember who we were back then. Everything will work out in the end.
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Heavens to Betsy
02:33
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Late night train through Rahway will get me to you. We'd spend our time reconnecting our lives. You look just how I left you. You look like I can trust you again so I won't question it.
I don't mind sleeping on the floor of your dorm, but now you want to go out. I didn't come all this way just for you to leave me. While you were gone I stood outside crying for the first time in front of my best friend.
You can't tell me that you don't see my frustration. This situation has my stomach in knots. The worst breakfast I ever had was when I told you that I didn't need you.
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Bridget's Love
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I really hate my friends sometimes, they never let things go. And now we can't talk like we used to because the awkwardness grows. I wonder who you're with now; it's what keeps me up at night. So I'll watch Rushmore to try and keep it off my mind.
I will leave it up to you to make the final conscious move. No words can swoon you in my arms so I'll talk on and on and pray that I do no wrong.
Their words so ominous, I can't tell if it's true. Just keep a level head, I know it gets to you, too. The few times that I may see you really make my week. I barely could speak with my tongue in my cheek.
So I will leave it up to you to make the final conscious move. No words can swoon you in my arms so I'll talk on and on and pray that I do no wrong.
I regret never going back to you.
I will leave it up to you to make the final conscious move. No words can swoon you in my arms so I'll talk on and on and pray that I do no wrong.
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In The Way
03:57
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I said get out of my head. I said get out of my chest. What am I supposed to say when I don't do the things you want? Tell me what to say.
I skipped class, I'm too anxious. Ironic or pathetic? I just don't know anymore. We don't talk when you see me. Can you hear me? I am breathing. And it hurts like hell.
I said get out of my head. I said get out my chest. How am I supposed to feel when things don't work the way I plan? Tell me what is real.
I skipped class, I'm too anxious. Ironic or pathetic? I just don't know anymore. We don't talk when you see me. Can you hear me? I am breathing. And it hurts like hell. And I lie straight to your face, to relive all our old days. And you can't tell.
Shit-faced, perfection's overrated today. A disgrace, everyone's got something to say. Well they're right, the message I've been tryna convey. Chin up, cause nothing ever works out the way that you plan. So why let your thoughts get in the way? Well I lie to myself each and every day.
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