1. |
Sharon Is Karen
01:44
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What should I do with this stress
I feel it in my neck
I know I shouldn't carry insecurities
for years on my back
I can feel it filling up my chest
running out of space to hold my breath
Replacing oxygen with doubt
Maybe I'll feel better faded out
Through the whiteout I see shapes
Leading me down this bitter way of living at a loss for
Everything along the road to better
But I can't turn back now
I wish I was outside your house
Breathing deeply and waiting for you to come downstairs
Forget everything that I know best
Spill my guts and hope that no one notices the mess
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2. |
Ghostwrite My Selfie
02:13
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Do you know which way I'm falling?
I'm not asking for direction
I’m just mindless and starving
Seeking attention
and waiting
For an effortlessly better body
To replace this vessel haunting me
I know exactly what I want
But I'm too embarrassed to say it
And I don't know which way to turn
Anxieties pulling in all directions
I know what I'm looking for
Isn't on this couch
In this apartment building
It's all around
In every sound I'm tuning out
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3. |
Thousand Island Iced Tea
02:36
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Nothing stays the same
Locked up in my room for six whole days
Being afraid of where I am
Thoughts fade away to lesser things.
It's such
a pleasant thought
Holding on what you've lost
I need
white noise when I sleep
To keep that thought away from me
While I make
my escape
From this place
to anyplace
I know I should stop running from
The unpleasant conversations I'm having with myself
Stop storing solutions in a box on my shelf
From which I've locked myself out
Nothing stays the same
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4. |
Methamphibian
01:49
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Nothing really good feels right
I don't know how deep this goes but I need out
Let me spend these days in my room
pulling at
basement skeletons to decorate my walls.
Flooding my shelves and drawers
with history I'll never learn from.
I think it's time to lock that door
And start all over
I don't mind a blind trip down
a long and winding path
if it means I end up where I need to be
eventually
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5. |
Sad Libs
02:09
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So sick of what if how it could have been
Conversational self deprecation
Slipping into my self conscious narrative I recite
As honesty,
My truth
Singing solutions from an email to myself
How I'm so tired but could never get enough sleep
For time to heal old wounds that I've held open all this time
Well maybe all that I need is to let myself breathe deeply for once
I won't apologize for wanting change this time
I need to wake up and start learning from the history I replay in my mind
Every night
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6. |
Hilary Buff
03:06
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Keep digging deeper holes
A shallow void to fish in for empty words
The truth about myself
Buried in
a stream of unconscious voice recording volumes
I keep novelizing nonsense that I can't erase
With a lack of skill to make my words mean anything
It's getting hard to see
The difference between what's right
And what's right in front of me
It's easy to be angry
But it's easier to be alone
and wonder If I should be doing better
On my own
I might not know
Where to go from here
But I know
I wanna build a home in simple things
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