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Yeah
02:56
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Don’t flatter yourself
Just because I wrote this down
Doesn’t mean you meant that much to me
People just like songs
About terrible things that terrible people have done
It’s not like you’re on the tip of my tongue
Don’t flatter yourself
Just because I wrote this down
Doesn’t mean that you’re here with me now
All I have to do is blink
And you’re a vanished memory
I bet you have no remorse, no refrain
All your wishy washy ways
How you chose to love
Make no mistake, I never look back
And think “oh what could’ve been”
Fuck that I’m over it, yeah.
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I don’t feel the love
When I hold you like this
A heavy hand like this
My pen tearing up my paper like this
Such a wicked thing to feel your love is split
Between me and him
It’s an illusion
Yeah it’s in my head
The love you feel for me
Is but the love I hold for myself
My self worth
Like a crack in the glass
She’s falling out of love
Hard and fast
Lover what would I find
If I could peak right inside your mind
When you replace my name with his in a casual sign
That I’m not the only one you’re talking to at night
It’s an illusion
Yeah it’s in my head
The love you feel for me
Is but the love I hold for myself
My self worth
Like a crack in the glass
She’s falling out of love
Hard and fast
Where are you now?
His hand on your shoulders across town
Oh God this gets me so down
I’m not the way I seem, when I’m dressed with insecurity!
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Whiskers
03:05
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Deprived, an island on these sheets
But you’re not paying any attention to me
Deprived, feeling alone at night
While you, you’re falling, falling fast asleep
I’m falling fast into the arms of a fantasy
So I can feel desirable again
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All these things that you don’t know about me
Are tearing you apart, tearing you apart
Backing out, leaving you alone
Like I should’ve done months ago
No, it’s a shame
But it wasn’t meant to be you, anyway.
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Sink your ships
It’s time to sink your ships, girl
And rely on your limbs
To find out how well you can swim
You waste your time
Now you’re wasting all of mine
You pray on love
While being reckless in the dark
The need to quell an irrational fear
In a heated debate between the sheets
You cover yourself in sand
To feel the ocean without ever
Having to feel the swell
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6. |
It Ain't Enough
03:04
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This sound isn’t as clean
As I’d like it to be
I don’t make the same noise
I did at seventeen
Threw out of my feelings
With ripe and bleeding purity
Now I’m doling out the sound
Of insincerity
I don’t make the same sound
Like I did at seventeen
A crisp and and blunt prose
Unrequited memories
Threw out my feelings
With ripe and bleeding purity
Now I’m doling out the sound
Of insincerity
So forgive me dear
For the sea of shallow notes
I’m trying to make it clear
In a wave of pop generic tones
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Teen Novels
04:14
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Your nose in a book
Your back to my face
Lately you’re chest deep in a fictional place
Do I belong here anymore?
I’m constantly afraid
This is the wall I’ll never penetrate
No matter the deepest sound
Now matter how it’s phrased
I’m dying to hear your love out loud
And leap out your mouth
In a parade of comforting sounds
I’m constantly afraid
This is the wall I’ll never penetrate
No matter the deepest sound
Now matter how it’s phrased
I’m dying to hear your love out loud
But your lungs don’t know the difference
Between a whisper and a shout
Your expressions are so tame
Do you think that you can you feel the same?
When this beat runs right through your veins?
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The Sea Has Aliens
03:22
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Oh God, look
I’m a wreck, I see it now I’ve stepped back
What a trick, I thought I was so suave
Watching my ego melt as her love dissolves
Punched my fist right through the map
I see it now that I’ve stepped back
Oh god, look!
I’m a wreck! I’ve burned down my only bridge
A mirage in this lonely ocean
I leaned too hard on my only compass
Oh, God!
I thought I was so smart
To think I had a handle on my heart
I got wise and cocky and up on my high horse
Lecturing down at the girl who would steer me to the right course
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Can you hear me calling your name
Like for the first time?
1000 miles away or in the depths of a dream
Is this a fantasy or a future foreseen?
Lost in the glow of a television screen
You could never hold me as high
As I have you now
I’ve beat our imaginary love to death
Do you still think about it?
Or did you bury it in the sand?
On the beach where we first kissed
Where I’ve kissed you a thousand times since
Circumstance has turned our hue
To black and white
But you’re only a technicolor image
In my mind
You could never hold me up as high
As I have you now
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Benny Vancouver, British Columbia
music from a quiet bedroom
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