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My brother he lives inside of my mind
a parallel fiction of my life because
when I'm alone i feel like I've got no one
i wrap my head around the living room
i wrap my head around the manic depressive
i didn't know where i was when i awoke
all my thoughts breaking down all of my fears
i wrap my head around the living room
i wrap my head around the living room
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2. |
Losing Hold (Suitor)
03:39
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A suitor that you need to make it through.
Everyday you can’t think of
just how to use
A script that isn’t you.
You're trying so hard to make everyone believe
the lies you speak will mean nothing only leave the same
You keep on losing hold
of why you cant grow, of why you cant grow
A suitor that you need to make it through
Everyday you can’t think of
why you feel alone
you hide away who you are
You keep on losing hold
of why you cant grow, of why you cant grow
but i’ll keep on trying to make amends
with every part of every day
losing hold
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Sunflower
02:58
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"The birds are finally out today "
are the last words my grandfather ever spoke to me.
The things you don’t realize until its too late.
And I'm saying this to you
don't let the ones you love leave so soon
i Regret the times I didn’t stay
I am growing to die the same
I wrap my hands around words i couldn’t speak
And I'm saying this to you
don't let the ones you love leave so soon
(and so you know now)
The birds are finally out today, regret the times i never stayed
and i will leave just the same, regret the times i never stayed
And so you know now
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4. |
Never.
03:45
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Will somebody help balance the days
so when the night comes i still feel the same
will somebody hold the mistakes I've been making oh no
You can never get your
get your thoughts together
I was that way because you made it okay
in the night crippling my days
so i bow out like i did before this came and went
so i bow out like i did I'm going back to this
You can never get your (Never)
get your thoughts together
nothing will work until you let go
help balance my brain
so when the night comes i still feel the same
Nothing will work until you let go
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5. |
What Is Wrong?
03:26
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Trying so hard to be hollow
as the wind hits our face in the cold we reverse
because nothing is better to view
than a life that you watch but cant choose
so we sit and depart from the ground only we sink lower
(What is wrong?)
Can you please stay away from me
Can you please stay away from me
I’ll take my time but nothing is wrong
I’ll take my time but leave me alone
Only we sink lower
(What is wrong?)
Can you please stay away from me
can you please stay away from me
i will hurt you and leave in time
cover up what i became in my life
a misleading liar i pose
as i throw down my body to dig up what i was
Digging
Im alone
Alone.
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6. |
Disconnect
03:35
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My brother lives inside my mind
A parallel fiction of my life
See i just drift along follow the days
letting myself go letting the wind carry me
so now i fall apart inside my room
Consumed by the news as the world caves in to
Disconnect, disconnect
Disconnect who we are
My brother lives inside my mind
along with all my friends who have gone away in my life
they all just watch from the hill i grew up on
At every word I say and throw it back to no one
Disconnect, disconnect
Disconnect who we are
(No)
I fail everyone i fail everything
I disconnect myself from reality
I fail everyone i chose my own perception
Disconnect me
I fail everyone and everything
Disconnect me
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