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Nonchalant
03:06
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i'm starting to appreciate
the nothingness the midwest makes
me feel with every bare branch that i see
it's just like it was this time last year
except my head's a little more clear
these days, there is is no foggy haze and you
you are so nonchalant and i
lose a part of myself every time
i guess now that i've made my bed
and filled myself with existential dread
the only thing to do is get over it
and i still can't smoke your cigarettes
anytime that i get way too stressed
because they get me more choked up than you
you are so nonchalant and i
lose a part of myself every time
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Miss Emotionless
03:33
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every single thought we shared
began to fade as you compared
me to temporary love
you are the hurricane that i am in the eye of
now i wander aimlessly
will i ever just let things be
when you call me at 4 am
because you got fucked up with your friends
why does it seem
like when you're around, life's just a bad dream
chaotic flowing streams
of bloodshot eyes and each other's screams
there are so many shards of you
i can't remove, surely i'd lose
far too much of my own blood
and it would stain the wings of every dove
honestly, anxiety and you
are such a poor mixed drink
i've definitely had too much
because i feel like throwing up
why does it seem
like when you're around, life's just a bad dream
chaotic flowing streams
of bloodshot eyes and each other's screams
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Hopeless
03:04
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everything has a funny way
of falling apart some day
like you and i saying goodbye
or hanging myself out to dry
that door is always open
you never let me close it
and naturally i feel so hopeless
but i guess that i can cope with
holding on to whatever's well-known
even if it's just me on my own
i look in the mirror and i'm reminded of the waves
spilling and collapsing in for days
and naturally i feel so hopeless
but i guess that i can cope with
holding on to whatever's well-known
even if it's just me on my own
broken pieces between two
makeshift me and lonely you
the universe doesn't give
a shit about you or your friends
so stop trying to prove a point
it's four am and i'm annoyed
you're drunk again, leave me alone
you've picked all the skin from my bones
and naturally i feel so hopeless
but i guess that i can cope with
holding on to whatever's well-known
even if it's just me on my own
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Midwest Towns
05:32
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second chances and sideways glances we share
nervous laughter's contagious, let's rewrite the pages we can't tear
sleepless nights growing endless, we're far from defenseless now
with headlights on, driving through these midwest towns
dreams of perfect tomorrows, no hopelessness or sorrows,
they aren't welcome here
we can laugh ourselves to tears, talk about the years
how fast they seem to disappear
we're never alone under the stars that light up the night
shadows are cast and our eyes reflect the pale moonlight
talk is cheap, these clumsy words we dare to speak
over car stereos, the highest lows, we never know where we're gonna go
raindrops on windows glisten, as you lean in and listen, to the sound of my heartbeat
anxious hands on flawless hips, your saccharine taste on my lips, is incomparably sweet
frigid air chills our bones, i'm never too far from home, as long as i can breathe you in
empty roads, winter clothes, untroubled grins, and cheap cologne, it's just another reckless weekend
we're never alone under the stars that light up the night
shadows are cast and our eyes reflect the pale moonlight
talk is cheap, these clumsy words we dare to speak
over car stereos, the highest lows, we never know, where we're gonna go
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Illinois Winters
02:31
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someday
you won't even see
all of the leaves
on your favorite tree
it'll get cut down
and you'll be uprooted too
struggling with
the end of our youth
innocence
is the first to go
when you realize the world
can be dark and cold
but don't lose sight of what matters the most
out there in your real life on the west coast
illinois winters
are long and cold
they chill you right to the bone
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Cloudy Eyes
07:39
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we're just silhouettes
bathed in sunsets
darker versions of
the way we used to be
cloudy eyes, you sure look lovely
with a storm cloud above your head
i'm sorry time couldn't work out right for us
and i'm just hanging by a thread
there is no one else
i'd rather the watch the world end with
i think it's happening soon
so we better find a room with a view
i hear the train outside my hotel room
it makes me close my eyes and think of you
cloudy eyes, you sure look lovely
with a storm cloud above your head
i'm sorry time couldn't work out right for us
and i'm just hanging by a thread
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