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Counting Sheep
02:58
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So once again i'll pay the rent on a heart so broken, bruised and bent
I'm back to my fucked up self again
I drank myself to sleep every night this week
Adding bottles to my windowsill when I could have been counting sheep
The eyes, they stare
From the photo that hangs above my bed
While the war rages on inside my head
I always say the right thing at the wrong time
Give me somewhat of a reason before I stray and fall away
I need something to believe in
Pave me a path to greener pastures
Before the paint peels away from this portrait of disaster
Each night I tare myself apart
Each day I intend to start again, pick up where I left off
But the circle, it is unjust
The eyes the stare, from the photo that hangs above my bed
While the war rages on inside my head
I always say the right thing at the wrong time
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Remember, No Plan B
03:48
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The weight of the world crushes down around me as I crawl
To the hole I call home
The seasons change, I stay the same, I need saving
I'm nailed to the floor
I'm through the front door, fall in a heap
And the shits stacked up in the kitchen sink
The days been long, I need a drink
With a mind so wired, I cannot sleep
No I can't even catch one fucking wink
The weeks been long, i'm sick of thinking
So i'll run away
Lose myself and come back some other day
Wave goodbye as the highway calls my name
It's such a shame that I took so long, so many years to cave
Saw the world through bloodshot eyes
Hit the lowest lows and found the highest highs
I got beat down, thrown out, picked up and pushed aside
I went to hell and back just to find a little peice of my soul got left behind
What a clever way to waste my time
I came here with nothing
Finding that something
I wouldn't rather be anywhere else
Fine by myself
Wouldn't change that for anything
I'll run away
Find myself and come back some other day
My minds a maze and i'm amazed I made it through
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Souvenir
05:52
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It's hard to watch you fade away
A little more with each passing day
It never crossed my mind, to stray from your side
When you were always on mine
Memories of us I always struggled to keep
Are lost in years worth of mispent weeks
But they're still vivid in my dreams
So I sleep when I want to, I sleep when I need you near
When that day comes
How can I figure myself out, when half of my souls in the ground
When that day comes
I know I won't hold out, so i'll sell the other half to the crowd
Never liked what i'd become, friend to some but loved by none yeah I was dumb
And as for my health, the beers and cigarettes won't drink and smoke themselves
I can't help myself
All I want is my conscience cleared
You say you've run your race an my heart quietly breaks
As I sit beside your bed, my hands clasped together, pleading your case
I'll repeat your mistakes, that's the path that I choose
But here's me hoping that the world treats me a little better than it did you
What's left to say? I'll hold down the fort while you're away and pray
That we'll see each other again somewhere someday
And when you're gone, you'll live on in my head
I'll never forget the last few words you said
Cuts on my feet, scars on my knees
The only souvenirs i'll keep
Hazy rooms, just you and me
The only air that I wanna breathe
I've wasted years, don't grieve for me
Just see all the places I didn't see
Walk it hard and keep no receipts
Cause in the end you've all the sleep you need
My heart gets caught on my sleep
When I know that you're leaving soon
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The Siege
04:43
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As soon as the sun goes down I write
The words that only seem to come to me at night
As the clock runs out of time
Lets sit around and list the ways we wanna die
I missed your call, when I fell asleep
We were smoking weed saying we'll stop next week
It's not my fault
I just need an escape
I know you only see in black and white
I'll try to make it right again tonight by saying all the things you wanna hear
But who knows where we'll be this time next year
I missed your call, when I fell asleep
We were smoking weed saying we'll stop next week
It's not my fault
I just need an escape from myself
You're running out of time, I guess i'll keep wasting mine
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