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May 15th
02:06
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I’ve been sleeping too much, I can’t seem to get my head straight,
I feel numb to the touch, I feel like my times come too late.
Clutching for the words to say, but the things you told me stick in my brain.
Taken from me at an early age, I wish you could have stayed.
Who's going to sew my clothes when I rip them now, I know that it sounds stupid, but I need you around
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Home
03:07
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I set a bar for myself I thought I'd never reach,
and if I'm honest this year has got the best of me,
I'm loosing ground and it's falling right beneath my feet
I just need some space to breathe
Just let me breathe
The things that I write aren't the things that I'm feeling,
put up a wall just to stop myself sinking.
Box myself off in my room without even thinking, things were so much different before you started drinking.
I'm moving forward, with no sight of stopping soon, why is it so grey when it's the middle of June. I just need time to let my thoughts sink in, staring at my ceiling with no signs of blinking
This home is just a house now, this house is not a home
I wish I had more to show, from these scared hands that are getting cold, I need to process the things I've seen, and all the places I've never been.
The things that I write aren't the things that I'm feeling,
put up a wall just to stop myself sinking.
Box myself off in my room without even thinking,
things were so much different before you started drinking.
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Barricade
03:07
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Empty Head
03:53
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My appetite as of late is non existed. Because the thoughts of you and I are so persistent, and need to find a way to clear my hand for the final time, but it's never easy, it's never easy
I'm sick of singing about being sad I'm sick of thinking of the things I used to have, my heads a mess and I can't seem to change it, I wish I could change it.
Help me find my way back home, because I'm more lost than you'll ever know, or understand or comprehend I'm trying really hard no to bend or break because my it shakes and falls around me.
I'm tired, but I can't sleep tonight empty head, empty head x2
I'm sick of singing about being sad I'm sick of thinking of the things I used to have, my heads a mess and I can't seem to change it, I wish I could change it.
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