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Commitment
04:31
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There's something in the way you talk to me, it makes me someone else
and then i get alone, i sit alone, im hung up on a shelf
it's just like getting buried, commitment seems so scary
i don't know if i want to deal with this, it seems so damn unclean
there's something off that it is only this, you won't know what i mean
it's just like feeling buried, commitment seems so scary
(solo)
i don't know, i don't know, i don't know i don't know
there's freedom in the thought that i might just end up all on my own
untethered, there's no pressure, noone there to jail me in a home
it's just like feeling hopeless, it now is time to focus
i don't know where i'm going now, focus now
there's a sacred style, make it now, take it now
i don't know where i'm going now, focus now
there's a sacred style, going now, focus now
i don't know where i'm going now, focus now
there's a sacred style going now focus now
i don't know where im, going now focus now
there's a sacred style, going now, focus now
i don't know where i am going
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OK Brain
03:04
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I'll just waste my time, i'll never fall in line
and i'll ignore the signs you give,
and then i'll hit the ground, and i won't leave this town,
i'll make excuses not to live
You'll be so fierce in there, and you'll just make me scared,
you'll make me ill prepared my brain,
you'll leave me out to dry, unless i make you high,
until the sun turns back to rain
Time flies so slowly when you're here it's a problem,
it brings me pain
I don't need you now, i'l make it out of this
see you round, i'm truly sick of it
All the time, you're making up my mind,
you're keeping track of times I've failed
although it makes me strong, we'll never get along
it seems you've always had me jailed
Nightmares, specifically the ones of me falling
from way up high,
are your device, i can't see why,
you give me those every goddamn night
I guess it's not so bad,
you do alot for me,
but you make me sad,
with your lack of empathy
ok brain.
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Sinister Vibes
01:27
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I've come to grips with my name, and yes im finding my way
i've got a problem with oceans,
and i wanna say it gets better oh yes it gets better oh no
and i just wanted to say, i dont not know
and i just notice how i'm feeling
notice how i'm feeling
notice how i'm feeling
i'm getting sinister vibes, from people coming to close
i've got an issue with those few
but everyone
everyone elsei s just plain better than me
but i still care what they say
but i put it behind me
just as long as i notice how i'm feeling
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Backseat
02:19
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Whisper the words hate ful it seems so absurd
maybe im not too far from home when im with you
im still on trial you've been my shotgun with a smile
hoping you'll make it worth my while,
you know it too
mean while we're, doing this in the backseat of my car
wishing more that the world would just go away
the moments here for the take
i think i might just stay
we're doing this in the backseat of my car
the backseat of my car
there's so much pain, wrapped inside what seems so mundane
hoping you'll still see im insane
i think you know it too
there's nothing wrong knowing we'll barely get along
thinking if not ill sing a song
and say i never grew
please please please please please
its hard to say that everythings great
its hard to guess is this a mistake?
mean we're
doing this in the backseat of my car
wishing more that the world would just go away
the moments here for the take i think i might just stay
we're doing this in the backseat of my car
the backseat of my car
the backseat of of my
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I'm ready to leave, i'm ready to breath,
and i'm eager to know,
what lies ahead, i know most wind up dead (with plans like these)
and i've, been thinking awhile,
forgot how to smile,
and learned how to act like i care when i don't,
'cause i clearly don't (i just can't seem to)
I'm ready to go, and i don't really know where
i just know i have to go, gotta go,
and i'll know, if i have any plans (i don't really think i do)
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I never saw em i was it was always my style
to leave the other person hanging like a wicked little child
but i was never one to say goodbye you know i wouldnt have told you
im really sorry that it kinda had to be this way
its just i always had the notion some are pretty hard to tame
but its obvious my head is hot i hope it really upsets you
theres something wicked in the air and im just scared that im a wolf in sheeps clothing
if its as simple as they say i just cant help but to think we're all decomposing now
i think youll never fucking get it
i think youll never fucking get it
i think youll never fucking get it
i think youll never fucking get it
and since i saw you last i think that ive been better than i had
i was a puppet and a poet at your stupid little pad
ive hated everything about your shit since the moment i met you
and im not saying that im better in my current situation
but yeah, its better than it was so to me its a vacation
your face makes me want to punch shit you fuck
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Sing this song i preach to you i know
its gone for me it's obsolete
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Scott Robinson Frederick, Maryland
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