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MANGLE
01:08
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there i go again
and my ribs are bent
right above my hips
feels just like my head's cut off
and my tears are sent
to a lab and then
they can study em
tell em i deserve it all
i don't know what changes
i don't know what goes
cutting off the braces straightening my bones
hanging by a railing just by the knees
letting all the blood flow any way it pleases
body bend and mangle
let your vines untangle
in an orchard dwelling
stories not worth telling anymore
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2. |
no one compares
01:41
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no one compares
or could ever compare
to you
in my mind
so i don't care
if i'm lonely, then that's what i'll be
i'd rather be lonely with you than with anybody
cause no one compares
or could ever compare to you
in my mind
and if the air could speak for me
you'd feel a warm breeze
that wraps around everything putting your feelings at ease
cause nothing compares
or could ever compare (nothing compares)
nothing compares, or could ever compare to it
nothing compares
or could ever compare to it
nothing compares
or could ever compare to it
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3. |
floor it!
02:26
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that's when the guest speaker said, "you should find your ambition"
i quietly nod my head
like i even listened at all
i've been a dwindling thread
in a rusting needle
that still has blood on the end
from a beginner's feel
i sat alone on the bench
stared at the sun
what's there to see anymore
when your senses have gone
even the window shades put bars on the walls
at the right time of day
when my thoughts all go wrong
what if i rip the brakes out to floor it
leave some flowers at all of your doors and
never speak a word to anyone again
no one knows where i went
no one knows where i've been
i watch the minute hand raise
like my only daughter
count my curses like days
and stitch the wounds with my veins
there's not any one way to go about it
that's why running away
has a comforting panic
what if i rip the brakes out to floor it
leave some flowers at all of your doors and
never speak a word to anyone again
no one knows where i went
no one knows where i've been
what if i rip the brakes out to floor it
leave some flowers at all of your doors and
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4. |
(sorry...)
02:49
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liminal
01:20
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feel how the air is so stale here
i think the game is on but i can't hear
these empty aisles are watching me
waste my life counting tiles with mold in the seams
and you look like my oblivion's core
in these liminal spaces i've seen you before
and i've loved you so long and you're never quite sure
i don't wanna dance by myself anymore
don't wanna dance by myself anymore
don't wanna dance by myself anymore
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6. |
won't call
03:58
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there
on my front porch
i'm escorted to a car that i can't pay for
there are ways no one sees me anymore
got the worth of a bottle after its last pour
i don't even know who it is i can't compare to (ooh)
i don't wanna know who i'm coming second place to (ooh)
i'm the pedestal you step on for a breakthrough (ooh)
everyone's got words, but no one came through (ooh)
i'm just one call from the hospital and all
i can do is picture the worlds around you
and how nice it must be
to be free from every single thing about me
and after all
i won't call
i won't risk it all
i won't call
once i'm alone again
i fumble with my keys until i finally get myself in
and i have let too many inside of these walls
heard so much they never meant and drowned in alcohol
i don't even know who it is i can't compare to (ooh)
i don't wanna know i'm coming second place to (ooh)
i'm the pedestal you step on for a break through (ooh)
everyone's got words, but no one came through (ooh)
i'm just one call from the hospital and all i can do
is picture the world around you
and how nice it must be
to be free from every single thing about me
and after all
i won't call
i won't risk it all
i won't call
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7. |
muchofanythingatall
01:13
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i could paint you like a picture inside my life
but i'm not much of an artist
at least i've tried
and i know that i'm not much of anything at all
and i care far too much, so i promise i'll be small
(ooh)
i am everything until i am nothing at all
i could lose my mind over and over see the signs
i am everything until i am nothing at all
i could lose my mind over and over see the signs
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8. |
lemons
01:52
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lemons taste better in summer
after i wilt from the heat
tulips can bloom in the springtime
maybe they'll talk about me
been backseat rider for some time
watching em all win their races
i should be happier about it
but i'm still tying my laces
i just can't pity myself
or all of my wasted time
if i don't wanna have a good season
wanna be a season for life
and lemons taste better in (ooh)
lemons taste better in
summer
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[and it's] backwards
01:27
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and it's backwards
when i see it
in my hands
i take it all in, check it out
check it out, look at the ways that i don't care
i don't care
and i've been alone in my room
and i've been alone without you
and i can't go
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