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I Miss You
03:14
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My life has been blurring and time has stopped moving
I guess I can say I miss you and time without you is different
I know I'm not perfect
But will you accept me for who I am? Because I got you
My room is a blanket covering me
I never spent so much time in there
And I don't want to be there anymore
I guess I can say I miss you
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2. |
My House
06:38
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My house went to the dump
Stacked on top of the pile
My mind went to the beach
Laid out on the sand
My friend is really cool, you def have to meet him
in some grass filled parking lot or something
My yard went to the store
Filled up all the way
My road went to the end
Stopped right in the lane
My fam is really cool, you def have to meet them
My head went to the store
Piled up on the stack
My end went to the mine
Wrote right on in stops
Cool really is that cool, cooler and cool
And some plastic frosted cooler sits up in the trunk
My door went away
Shut right in your face
My phone called you again
It can't get enough
My girlfriend's really cool, you def have to meet her
In cold blue or red hot, whatever!
My life had a good time
Ignored most everything
Days seem a little long
When night gets pushed back an hour
If you had a good time
Last night lives in your heart
Will the game stay and come around again and again?
Noone can say but my guess is totally
Will your radio turn up any louder?
I want to feel the bass rattling me everywhere
Building blocks for being young
Stacking up Stacking up
Legos in the real world
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3. |
On the Mirror
03:01
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A most melancholy morning cut and pasted on the mirror
With fog (or steam) frosting on the grass: one hundred scenes of you at least
A most melancholy morning written on the screen
A night nestled in between stars a few miles apart
I went once a few years ago
I enjoyed myself
The runners were passing, bringing, screaming, and never racing, hiding in the sidewalk or lost in the street
1 2 3
Stranger gets stranger every day
Stranger than fiction can only be nonfiction
What's inside your vision? Perception in collision
Burners keep the food hot and cloths keep the table clean
Cups hold the cold water and I feel like I was mean
I didn't hold on
I didn't listen
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4. |
Basically Christmas
03:14
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I got your number from the phone book
I got your number from the internet
I got your number from a friend
I got your number from you
Do you remember?
I was in a red shirt with black pants and blue shoes and green socks
I was basically Christmas with a touch of deep ocean
And the response:
Winning isn't all that important to me anymore now that I'm a winner
And losing isn't all that important to me anymore now that I'm a winner
Remembering your name has always been important to me. I'm sorry that I couldn't do that
It's not cus I'm not interested It's not cus I don't think you're cool. I really think you're cool it's just I'm really bad with names
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I was thinking about you today
That is usual, most days start that way
Whichever way you pull me, I will not cry
Whenever days come with you, I will arrive
I heard someone say "a heart can't feel"
But this love is no costume, I swear this is the real deal
Whichever way you pull me, I will not cry
Whenever days come with you, I will arrive
Your face with mine feels like the wind blowing the sails and you know that's good
Whichever way you pull me, I will not cry
Whenever days come with you, I will arrive
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6. |
DNA
04:41
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A big box of cardboard with foam
A black bag is holding toys
A full heart is holding love
A red couch is holding
A tall shelf is holding records
A cabinet is holding food
A mirror is sharing you
A pillow is holding a head
A suitcase is carrying clothes
A toothbrush is holding paste
A full cup is holding water
A cable is holding power
A jacket is holding me
A record is holding memories
What did I say?
Did I say a pen is holding potential?
A tree is holding leaves
A bird is holding worms
A cart is holding wheels
A window is holding views
A carrot is holding vitamins
A cell phone is holding contacts
A nail is holding art
A lamp is holding light
A theater is holding plays
A puppet is held up right
A concert is holding music
A desert is holding space
A beach is holding sand
A mountain's holding a land
A chord is holding harmony
A note is holding overtones
A hair is holding DNA
A mom is holding a child
A dad is trying to hold it together
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7. |
Post-That
01:05
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8. |
We Met
02:12
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We met two years ago and ever since I've loved you
We met in a parking lot and that's when I loved you
We met in the summer time and that's when I loved you
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9. |
P.A.R.
00:51
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10. |
I Believed Every Story
04:56
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Winter's hard when there's noone turning in
The ceiling's down
I'm burning inside my house even when it's cold and my socks are off
I've come up with an answer
I've grown up with a reason to live
I've believed every story
Anyone can see how the outcome should be
Friends go out and I stay in
Lights turn off but I stay in
Sheets roll out but I stay in
and winds come up and I stay in
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11. |
Get in the Car
02:04
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Late night hanging out
Early morning: not the easiest time to wake up
You're great, so cool
I want to spend all my time with you
Get in the car we're in going away
Don't slam the door
I'm going away with you
All day, all night I'm living in some version of the same dream
Every night it seems I dream of you
Or another version of you
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12. |
WALA Walks Home
02:38
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Logan Hone Los Angeles, California
๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ง๐ง๐ช๐ค๐ช๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐บ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ด๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ค๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ด ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ข๐ฃ๐ด๐ฐ๐ญ๐ถ๐ต๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ด๐ช๐ค-๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ญ๐บ๐ฎ๐ข๐ต๐ฉ ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ด๐ช๐ค-๐ฎ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐๐ฐ๐จ๐ข๐ฏ ๐๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ
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