1. |
running late
01:11
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running late//
someone died on my way to work
but i took the toll road dm F A# C
so it wasn't a big concern
someone died and they blocked three lanes
but luckily for me
my commute was barely delayed
(BRANDON T. "THE CANE TRAIN" POETRY)
it's easy enough to forget about death dm A# F C
until confronted by a charred skeleton of a midsize suv dm A# F C/c#5
an ambulance with nothing to do
four miles of cars waiting and they're frustrated too
in three weeks the pavement will still be black
two kids in a minivan point hey mommy what's that
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2. |
mornings
02:24
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mornings//
i hate the way you can be happy in the morning
like you know you’re gonna have a decent day C# G# F# F#
i hate the way you smile in the mirror
as if your beauty hasn’t started to fade
i hate the reflection in your eyes when our faces align
and you say something about, being on time
while i can barely process these incandescent lights...
i hate the way you appreciate breakfast C# G# a#m F#
without this coffee today would be endless
i hate the way you tie your shoes even though you know they’ll come loose
i hate the way you get so happy like i used to
i hate the wires in my head that connect when i get out of bed
but it’s gotten to the point where i accept it
i hate knowing each day can never beat okay
i hate how easily i lose like the cool kid in cartoons
but when you asked me how it’s going i said fine
sometimes it feels more honest to lie
sometimes it feels better to pretend
i could live this way forever
but sometimes the truth leaks out
and i fucking start to drown
so i’m sorry if i seem despondent
i’ll always be less than promised
and i can’t help but feel carsick
when this whole year has been garbage
oh oooohhh
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3. |
wait
02:14
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wait//
wait
in the parking lot
for the rain to stop
turn
up a quiet song
watch the light fall
we
can be still
for a while
i
can do that
easily
waiting for the big wave
you tell me it’s too late
you give me heartbreak
now i want an earthquake
i want white light
too flood our eyes
i ask for salvation
but know i’d waste it
waiting for the fire
i’m too old to die young
i need a haircut
one day of good luck
so give me all your bad news
i wanna collapse soon
just to know that
nothing worse could happen
oh
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4. |
okay ,same
02:43
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okay ,same//
saw your face on the bus E B A B
promise i don’t think about you as much as i used to
but i scrolled right past your name
and wondered what you did that day
stood tall at the show
wondering if you were there
if you knew this band
if you still lived here
heard your name at the party
but it was just the tv
would you even wanna see me
i might find out if i don’t leave
all at once i need to hide E E A B
in the bathroom till my phone dies
i won’t even try
to pull myself together tonight
if you were here you’d turn away A
it’s okay i feel the same B
i’m wasting space A B
i’m heartless A B
a waste of carbon
i’ve been trying to improve E B A B
but i don’t wanna get over you
and the night won’t stop
handing me things i don’t want
i just wanna be happy
(i need) to feel happy
(i need) to feel something
that doesn’t numb me
but instead i think i’ll hide E E A B
in the backyard till my phone dies
i won’t even try
to add anything to anyone’s night
my friends don’t like who i became A
it’s okay i feel the same B
i’m wasting space i’m heartless A B
a waste of carbon
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5. |
3am
02:33
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3am//
dying a little faster than usual today A B E F#
i think waking up was a mistake A B E E
have i suffered enough to complain
everyone keeps asking if i’m okay
last night’s mess
became today’s shrieking head
there isn’t much chance
i’ll ever leave my bed
so don’t think twice c#m A E A
about my three a.m. advice c#m A B B
i hope you didn’t find it out of line
how’s today
the same
tried getting out of bed
it didn’t go so well
dying a little faster than usual today
waking up was a mistake
watching coffee evaporate
is it too late to admit i’m afraid
please don’t think twice
about my three a.m. advice
i hope i wasn’t out of line
how’s today
the same
it’s never getting easy, is it?
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6. |
yr purse
01:01
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yr purse//
after you lost your purse D A G A
i lost you
completely
we searched for hours D A G A
down side streets
hopelessly
till you gave up G A D D
and cancelled
your cards
well what makes you think G A D G
your prayers
are worth hearing
why do you still think G A D D
they'll come
true
i keep telling you telling you telling you G A D G
it’s all about to fall apart
and it’s been getting real real dark
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7. |
two days (maybe)
02:01
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two days (maybe)//
didn’t change my watch after the flight home F# E
thought maybe i could hold onto the peace of a new coast
it worked for maybe two days
by lunch on the third everything was back to the same
i miss the smell of places I've never been B F# g#m
mountains surround roads i haven't driven
take me take me someplace new
i wanna drive all nite with you
maybe next time i won't come home B F# g#m E
maybe next time i'll choose the road
maybe next time i won't come home
maybe next time i'll choose...
late nights long drives B F# g#m E
weary mind heavy eyes
i don't wanna go home
let's stay out on the road
late nights long drives
weary mind heavy eyes
i don't wanna go home
but eyes keep trying to close
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8. |
over&over&over
07:00
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over&over&over//
my hair is a god damn wreck
and my life is a fucking mess
i’m not surprised you left
i was guessing what you want
sorry i’m wrong a lot
lost and confused i should’ve listened to you
my bones float on your mattress
i pretend i’m napping
i don’t want this to happen
it’s okay i know everything breaks
everyone leaves someday
even the sun fades
even the sun fades
the sky is no longer blue
and i am coming down too
is it too late to undo two hundred weeks?
i’m not sure what i’d do differently
it’s a game i always play
ignore the things that break
pretend i’m not afraid
not tired now but i will be and i know it
my eyes have been closed but my thoughts keep going
this is worth losing sleep over quiet
so i close my eyes and watch it happen
over and over and over and over and
it’s okay i know everything breaks
everyone leaves someday
even the sun fades
even the sun fades
you’re the reason i stay up when i get stoned
you’re the reason i barely made it home
almost home//
//is almost even close
almost home//
//is almost even close
almost home//
//is almost even close (etc)
everyone leaves//
//even the sun fades, even the sun fades
everyone leaves//
//even the sun fades, even the sun fades (etc)
ooh oh oh
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9. |
chorus
03:42
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chorus//
everyday i drown in screens
i’ve stopped wondering what it means
am i losing my identity
through the safety of this routine?
the morning sun brings pain
but i’m used to it
force myself awake
pretend i’m used to it
why write a chorus
when no one’s gonna hear this
how can i find love
when not even drugs cheer me up
wanna leave this place
but i’m still in my driveway
roll over and decide to make today good
by the time light hits my window i’m broken
tell myself i’m used to it
don’t think getting high
will fix this
i feel about the same
but my eyes are dilated
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10. |
goodbye
01:27
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goodbye//
what makes you think you’re so special A#
D# what makes you know you’re not
maybe i gave up too early
yeah isn’t that a thought
well it’s getting pretty late now
doesn’t mean you shouldn’t start
i’m still afraid
well yeah, aren’t we all?
always (goodbye) A# G#
always (goodbye)
always (goodbye)
always (goodbye)
always (goodbye)
always (goodbye)
always (goodbye)
always (goodbye)
always (goodbye)
always (goodbye)
always (goodbye)
always
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11. |
walk the dog
02:41
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walk the dog//
when did i break how long have i been empty space C F am G
i’ve gone as far as i can without turning around
keep trying to prove to someone that i don’t care
it might not get worse but i know something still hurts
so turn it on and turn it off F G C F
take some xanax walk the dog
you won’t get what you deserve
you get what you paid for
gather whatever remains
feel it fall apart
but nothing will really change
as everything melts away
i say nothing’s wrong C F am G
watch the sunset all night long
then ignore the morning glow
pretend there’s nothing outside my window
it all made sense
half awake in my bed
by the morning i forget
it was just another dead end
turn it on and turn it off F G C F
take some xanax walk the dog
shrug and say it’s never getting easy F G C C
over the course of a month you’ll forget enough F G C F
and i guess that’s good
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12. |
(your purse)
01:02
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your purse//
after you lost your purse D A G A
i lost you
completely
we searched for hours D A G A
down side streets
hopelessly
till you gave up G A D D
and cancelled
your cards
well what makes you think G A D G
your prayers
are worth hearing
why do you still think G A D D
they'll come
true
i keep telling you telling you telling you G A D G
it’s all about to fall apart
and it’s been getting real real dark
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13. |
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(wait...)//
wait
in the parking lot
for the rain to stop
turn
up a quiet song
watch the light fall
we
can be still
for a while
i
can do that
easily
waiting for the big wave
you tell me it’s too late
you give me heartbreak
now i want an earthquake
i want white light
too flood our eyes
i ask for salvation
but know i’d waste it
waiting for the fire
i’m too old to die young
i need a haircut
one day of good luck
so give me all your bad news
i wanna collapse soon
just to know that
nothing worse could happen
oh
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14. |
(2daze)
01:54
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(2daze)//
didn’t change my watch after the flight home
thought maybe i could hold onto the peace of a new coast
it worked for maybe two days
by lunch on the third everything was back to the same
i miss the smell of places I've never been
mountains surround roads i haven't driven
take me take me someplace new
i wanna drive all nite with you
maybe next time i won't come home
maybe next time i'll choose the road
maybe next time i won't come home
maybe next time i'll choose...
late nights long drives
weary mind heavy eyes
i don't wanna go home
let's stay out on the road
late nights long drives
weary mind heavy eyes
i don't wanna go home
but eyes keep trying to close
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15. |
(garden)
01:50
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(garden)//
descend below clouds as the plane jumps around
we land in JFK and it’s raining
a pretty forgettable day in june
on the way to my grandfather’s funeral
rent a car, hop on the long island expressway
guess my dad didn’t wanna deal with the train
we stayed at his tiny house in watermill
couldn’t admit how empty it seemed
his ashes were dumped in the garden near some asparagus seeds
even though a lot of people wanted them scattered on the beach
when i was a kid we visited every summer for a week
it was only three miles from flying point beach
my brother and i ate berries from the vine
while our grandpa grilled corn every night
i used a camera to take pictures of birds in flight
cried when i learned you can't expose film to sunlight
every year we took a family picture out front
one day i’ll find every single one
i looked up the house on a satellite map
someone bought it and knocked it down
tore out the garden and dug up the grass
beautiful things are never allowed to last
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