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Days Pass By
04:40
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Sleep synched with the news cycle
Immune to witching hours
On the street there's no proof
That I'm sleeping or awake
I was close to getting better
To surviving like anyone else
Before you came back
I could at least get through the day
But you won’t let me go no matter how much I’m told to meditate
they don’t understand
Don’t want to think about how lost I am
And even on good days I can’t forget
When you take me over and you take me in
and I let days pass by
in a trance I walk outside
I can’t keep track of my schedule
Or suggested morning routines
I don’t respond to messages
Asking where I should be
I can say it’s your fault
Though some of it is not
At my worst I let you
do what you’ve done to me
I can’t find an out now but this isn't how it will always be
They don’t understand
Don’t want to think about how lost I am
But even on good days I can’t forget
When you take me over and you take me in
and I let days pass by
in a trance I walk outside
They can tell when you are with me
They can tell when I’m wrung dry
Maybe there’s comfort in the stasis but I can’t stay like this
I can’t stay like this
Maybe there’s comfort in the stasis but I can’t stay like this
I can’t stay like this
Don’t want to think about it
Don’t want to think about it
Don’t want to think about it
they don’t understand
Don’t want to think about how lost I am
And even on good days I can’t forget
When you take me over and you take me in
and I let days pass by
in a trance I walk outside
They can tell you are with me
They can tell I’m wrung dry
Maybe there’s comfort in the stasis but I can’t stay like this
I can’t stay like this
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2. |
3:59
03:59
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Night goes on I go to town
Catastrophize to deflect from now
The same despair comes back in
And it’s always about the same few things
No don’t ask me where I’ve been
Or you’ll be taken in circles again
Up late cause of some dumb thing I read
Sun still rises just as exhausted
Afraid I won’t be something more
Finding what I should live for
I can’t be like this I can’t stay like this anymore
Set aside a worry hour
Extends the time it has the power
Think I’ll sleep pre four am this time
Shut my eyes at three fifty nine
If there’s no hope I still can’t succumb
There must be some way to not feel numb
Give me something to tide me over
Remember what my brother said
There must be a reason to get out of bed
And I said
Afraid to not be someone more
Focus on what I should live for
Harder than it sounds
When the songs are contaminated and anything sets it off
Anything sets it off
Even now it’s still well into the morning
Even now the nighttime should come with a warning on the way in
Maybe four o clock won't hear from me
Maybe four o clock won't hear from me
Maybe four o clock won't hear from me
Maybe four o clock won't hear from me
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3. |
8ting
04:02
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Of course I've heard the news lately
I am the story they’re chasing
Chipping until skin starts chaffing
still care for it till it looks good enough
to take a picture
I missed out on getting used to it
The heartbeats racing
dreaming up contingency plans
Imagine hypothetically
How quickly I can escape
Until there is a way to leave
I’ll hear prophets playing at twice the speed
just when I start to believe
I’ll hear prophets saying there's nothing left
Nothing left for me
Don’t be tired of waiting
There’s still so much waiting you have to do
Don’t be tired of waiting
There’s still so much waiting you have to do
There’s a significant list
Of reasons it’s a dumb idea to exist
To stand out in this time and place
You're just another match on the fire
and nothing’s fixed
nothing can be fixed
Maybe we should get used to this
Powerless toward what we're facing
Don’t think about your complicity and
try to act apathetically
Eye on how to get away
Don’t be tired of waiting
There’s still so much waiting you have to do
Don’t be tired of waiting
There’s still so much waiting you have to do
Get used to the feeling of fading
There’s so much waiting you have to do
Until you’re suffocating
Whatever pulls you through
I will focus on other things
I will compartmentalize
What I can to compromise
If I doubt
Maybe I'm just scared
Just haven’t slept enough
Just haven’t eaten enough
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4. |
Control
03:47
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I heard from someone you can’t both love and control
I don’t know how you made that kind of thing possible
Maybe the story will be told
As long as nothing breaks your hold
T-t-t-tears in your eyes, hand on my shoulder, deny what you’ve heard
Hand on your heart cause you're so lost for words
as your hand slides down my back
I try to slide right past
Cause I know
What will come
Always told to speak up until you do
In the abstract, there’s nothing wrong with you
But the structures you upset
Are not ready to come apart yet
that may
never come
As your hand slides down my back
I learn to deal with that
As your hand slides down my back
I learn to deal with that
It doesn't always hurt but it's still control
It's petty things that add up, always uncomfortable
I know stopping them is a lot to ask
If I ever leave and there's a reason to come back
I swear
I'll come
I know what you will say if it's ever expressed
And I know it’s not really control it’s just a way to protect
And I project
I’m sorry for everything I said but
You can’t make it leave
You can’t take it from me
I spend too long talking about my feelings
So tell me how your day was and that’s our evening
Maybe a song I can throw on
So nothing will go wrong?
As your hand slides down my back
Say nothing until after the fact
As your hand slides down my back
I’ll learn to deal with that
It’s understandable, you’re paranoid paranoid paranoid
Afraid of losing control like I’m Icarus when I’m walking out that front door
It’s understandable. you’re paranoid paranoid paranoid
Afraid of losing control
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Fell From The Tree Rochester, New York
I fell from a tree.
I am in a fog and I catastrophize.
I am not ENOUGH, but that's ok.
Now I find Answers in Between
theanswersinbetween.bandcamp.com
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