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7:50 Phone Call
05:48
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I never meant for it to end like this
I never meant to let it get this far
But it seems we've passed the point of no return
Sometimes you must let go
There is no going back from here
There's no way we were getting out of there alive
It hurts laying the dead to rest, but it's for the best
I've tried so hard to find a middle ground between us but the crevice always breaks farther apart
Don't let it drag you down
Just carry on like you know you should
Just carry on like you always do
Please don't let this tear you apart
I won't let this tear you apart
Please don't let this tear us apart
There's no way we were getting out of there alive
It hurts laying the dead to rest, but it's for the best
I've tried so hard to find a middle ground between us
It hurts laying the dead to rest but it's for the best
I know it's hard to swallow but it's done
Don't let it drag you down
Just carry on
No one ever said we would find roses without thorns but no one ever told me they would cut so deep
It's time to let go, I need to let go
Please don't fucking hate me
This is the hardest thing I've ever had to do
Let's end this now
But know that I still love you
There's no way we were getting out of there alive
It hurts laying the dead to rest, but it's for the best
I've tried so hard to find a middle ground between us, it's always for nothing
It hurts laying the dead to rest but it's for the best
Let's end this now
I don't care if we need to burn the whole goddamn world down, I just want this pain and spite and war between so called brothers to end. This is not how things were meant to be, this is not what I call love.
This needs to end
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2. |
My Seclusion
04:31
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I’m sick and tired of feeling ashamed of my actions
I never seem to do anything the right way
I often find myself saying all the wrong things at the wrong times
What will it take to become who I truly want to be?
I tell myself I’ll never make the same mistake again
But I know inside my heart I’m full of shit
At times I feel I’m on the verge of a meltdown
The flames will rise out of my head and my heart
I try to pull myself up from the wreckage
Without letting anyone down in the process
But with every try my mistakes, they pile high
So I drag myself further under in my seclusion
The air I breathe is polluted with thoughts of the future
I worry I’ll still have the same faults I bitch about
I know I’m overthinking, but I just can’t seem to help myself
I’d ask you for advice but I don’t want to bring you down with me
I try to pull myself up from the wreckage
Without letting anyone down in the process
But with every try my mistakes, they pile high
So I drag myself further under in my seclusion
The lights are dimming and it appears I may be blinded forever
An endless tunnel fills the blank space inside my eyes
Now I guess it’s just a matter of time before I’m done
I thought I could climb but I’m still lost in all the static
A lifeless cry and a display of mindless panic
The sun is dead and I am stuck on my own planet
Sometimes I fear that I’ll forever be lost in all the static
I try to pull myself up from the wreckage
Without letting anyone down in the process
But with every try my mistakes, they pile high
So I drag myself further under in my seclusion
When will I learn to love myself
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3. |
Let Me Forget
04:33
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I’m taking a trip, I’m going back in time
To rearrange the shit that’s going through my mind
I just can’t seem to sleep since you’ve been gone
And all I can do is weep about what I did wrong
I’m losing my mind trying to forget about it
And keep it behind so I guess I’ll just sit
And think of the times, the times we could’ve had
But those are just times, just times we never even had
I’m lying in bed
Losing my head
Feeling half-dead
So please let me forget
I’m trying to sleep through all the nights
But I’ve been feeling so weak and still haven’t seen the light
It wouldn’t be so bad if all my friends would just stop
Screwing with my head maybe I’d feel on top of the world
I’m lying in bed
Losing my head
Feeling half-dead
So please let me forget
I’m lying awake
My stomach, it aches
The mistakes I have made
Have me feeling this way
I know it’s been a while and I shouldn’t really care
I know I’ve been replaced by someone better than myself
But my heart it aches in sorrow and my stomach aches in pain
And I haven’t gotten any sleep since then
And I don’t think that I’ll ever see you again
I’m losing my mind trying to forget about it
Going back in time to rearrange the shit
That’s going through my mind, it’s what I did wrong
And all I can do is try to get over you
I’m lying in bed
Losing my head
Feeling half-dead
So please let me forget
I’m lying awake
My stomach, it aches
The mistakes I have made
Have me feeling this way
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4. |
Is There a Way?
04:49
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There’s an old man living on the street
Sits alone there with nothing on his feet
There he sits just waiting for the day
The day he wakes up in a better place
There’s an alley full of slums by city hall
Separated from the world by a brick wall
We turn our heads to look but nothing more
We don’t notice or care about who’s poor
If only there was something I could do to make the world worth living in
I just wish there was something I could do
I’m tired of the same news every day
I just wish I could rearrange everything
Maybe then, the world could be okay
There’s a family sitting down at home
By the fire with a wall made out of stone
There they sit just waiting for their man
To come back from the war in foreign lands
Oh how sad it is to see something like that and be unable to do a thing
Oh how sad it is to not even know if he’s ever coming home
Will he come back to them
Will they see him again?
Oh when will he be back?
I don’t know if I’ll ever change anything at all
I don’t know if I can even make the slightest of a difference to anything or anyone
So all I can really do is vent all of my anger out through these songs of hope
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Young Johnny Jones sitting alone
There is nowhere left to hide when contemplating suicide
He robbed and killed that man with the gun that’s in his hand
Will Johnny ever change? Will he ever rearrange?
Insanity has taken over after a 20+ year war with it
Johnny’s still a crazy man after all that work
Just yesterday he checked into the asylum by his home
How insane he’s become, but at least he’s seeking some help
His mother doesn’t care
She’s lost her faith in him
Johnny Jones better fix his life up soon
It started when he was a young little boy
He murdered his best friend dead
He gave his sister gasoline and they watched the house burn down
And while mom and dad were out one day he slit his brother’s throat
He was always skipping school to inject in the abandoned lot
When he was home alone, he liked to get his phone and prank call the police
Well, he called and called and called and smudged and smudged and smudged his personal record of him and what he’s done
In high school he was left back for three consecutive years
He then dropped out of college for a drug life that he failed
His life became a wreck, he never got it back
Back to what it should have been
No he’ll never get it back
His life’s been ripped to shreds
Johnny Jones will never be the same
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