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untitled 1
01:46
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2. |
untitled 2
00:52
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im guilty!!
00:50
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couch
03:48
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and isnt it unfathomable how i could just move closer on this couch to you
and isnt it unfathomable how i could just move closer and im not going to
and sometimes i forget who im supoosed to be
(mod g, b and e third fret)
peerforming for
at nightfall in autumn my feet over the yellow line on the platform
and id hold you closer but im still concerned that up to
now ive been misinformed
use your words u said
I have them and ill keep them in
and isnt it unfathomable how i could just move closer on this couch to you
and isnt it unfathomable how i could just move closer and im not going to
and to make you poetic is to fabricate and story tell and fantasize
these befores these afters they never were but i can still romanticize
and im holding my breath in the city in these cold months and ill wipe my eyes
its alright i said
i love you and i keep it in
and isnt it unfathomable how i could just move closer on this couch to you
and isnt it unfathomable how i could just move closer and im not going to
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stay in the backseat
02:07
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My head on your chest u ask is this a game to me
And u hear me swallow ur name
and its 12 o clock and I say I am afraid for these
Three hundred sixty five days
Stay in the backseat take pills for ur headaches sometimes you run then you walk then you crawl
mom says its better to Luv and to hate urself now then to never feel it at all
My hands in ur hands u ask have u met the love of ur life
I say yea but we don’t really talk anymore
Is that something we do now forget about the love of our lives
Im not sure what im still here for
Stay in the backseat take pills for ur headaches sometimes you run then you walk then you crawl
mom says its better to Luv and to hate urself now then to never feel it at all
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8. |
liminal
01:03
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9. |
nj transit songs
02:41
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ron deficient depressed anxious dissatisfied
performative endeavors, beautiful online
getting off going back to sleep get you off my mind
Who am I when im not made in ur design
searching high and low for an aplle of my eye
till i found u at the bottom of the pile
and i hope and wish andcross myheart to die
but with or without you its worth it all the while
i got the breeze in the the night
i got the sound of change in the jar
ive got the hardwood sunlight
ive got the turnpike the tunes in the car
ill take the 1 19 train
and can’t worry what my parents will say
and think of every single person I ever loved with every fiber of my being that I can’t talk to today
searching high and low for an aplle of my eye
till i found u at the bottom of the pile
and i hope and wish andcross myheart to die
with or without you its worth it all the while
i got the breeze in the the night
i got the sound of change in the jar
ive got the hardwood sunlight
ive got the turnpike the tunes in the car
ill take the 1 19 train
and can’t worry what my parents will say
and think of every single person I ever loved with every fiber of my being that I can’t talk to today
in your implications drawn from far and wide
u think of me in childlike words and swallowed pride
but with only thoughts of you i can ride the train in silence
sing new jersey transit songs ill be alright
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