1. |
I'm Not Done Losing Yet
02:57
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I grew up with you on my mind
no matter who was by my side
Enemies to almost lovers
best friends to brothers
It's you who knew me best
why don't we give it a rest?
Just keep running, running
pretend it's to grow
You're just running, running
I promise he knows
I'm a loser, you're on fire
I'm a lover, and a liar
You've been telling me for years
I've been yelling back, my dear
You're a winning bet, I'm not done losing yet
You're a winning bet, I'm not done losing yet
You're a winning bet, I'm not done losing yet
You're a winning bet, I'm not done losing yet
Don't stop running, running (running, running)
Don't fall slow
Wake up running, running
Or you'll be stuck in snow
I'm not scared, I'm not scared
Please don't stare, fuck I'm scared
Just keep running, running (running, running)
pretend it's to grow
You're just running, running
I promise he knows
Don't stop running, running (running, running)
Don't fall slow
Wake up running, running
Or you'll be stuck in snow
He knows... don't fall slow... pretend it's to grow... he knows.. you're stuck in snow... you're stuck in snow
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2. |
Nautilus Shell
03:57
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There's a monster deep under water
where you swim at the twilight
There's the fade of the orange sun
as it sets the shadows to the night
The kings of the underworld
they specialize in teeth and eyes and don't try
to keep track of all their limbs
and the chorus of, the chorus of cries
They were meant to lay you down
set your shoulders one by one on the ground
They were meant to tell you how you were almost dead
'cause you're drowning, you're drowning now
Staring straight on through your screams
like you wish they would, like they do in dreams
It's only then that you will see what you wanted
and the weight of what that means
what that means, what it means
They will build a fort for you
like the fort you built yourself
In your dreams behind your eyes
at the bottom of your well
'Til you're trapped just where you wanted
'til you're trapped just where you fell
So take caution now, or you're stuck there in
the nautilus shell
They were meant to lay you down
set your shoulders one by one on the ground
They were meant to tell you how you were almost dead
'cause you're drowning, you're drowning now
Staring straight on through your screams
like you wish they would, like they do in dreams
It's only then that you will see what you wanted
and the weight of what that means
what that means, what it means
There's a monster, deep under water
There's a monster and it's coming for you
There's a monster, under where you sleep
It comes for you and it's coming for me
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3. |
Oberon and Coffee
02:24
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Freshman year he sent me a drunk text
Four years later I did the same
Showed up at his place with my uke
He called me by my full name
And then he laid down on the floor and kissed me
And then we spoke of years ago on First Street
We bought lights and painted a mural
Missed every turn, didn't care at all
I swooned when he made me oatmeal
He took a picture, you're both so tall
And then he laid down on the floor and kissed me
And then we smelled like Oberon and Coffee
And then he caught that crawfish and she screamed
And then we got drunk back in Menominee
Drove to Milwaukee with your funny friend
He waited at the train station to bring mine home
I promised back on my couch I didn't lie
But that night I slept alone
And now she dreams of his ex-girlfriend's baby
And now he sleeps by his grandpa's TV
And now she sings that old song you wrote me
And now he Tweets about his almost OD
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4. |
Sophomore Empire
02:03
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Speed through, held out in strife
feel reckless for once in your life
screaming, trying to prevent
Gaze to the stars, cold summer night
watch the moon grow impossibly bright
not really knowing what was meant
Our bodies are nothing, made out of nothing
But all of us together it makes us something
Nothing comes from nothing, it shouldn't
Makes me believe when I thought that I couldn't
Speak words, no sympathy
they strike and make a change in me
the tall grass cuts our bodies
And there's nothing more we need to say
in cold on the ground we'll silently lay
Empires of youth hide in the trees
Our bodies are nothing, made out of nothing
But all of us together it makes us something
Nothing comes from nothing, it shouldn't
Makes me believe when I thought that I couldn't
With only the moon and trees
It's like I feel more me
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5. |
Sorry Lady
03:16
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Sorry lady, I'm an idiot
I'm high again
I told my mom I'd get it right
but I've been forgetting all my life
Sometimes I just might think that I'm insane
but if I'm happy, does it matter anyways?
Sometimes I just might think that I'm insane
but if I'm happy, does it matter anyways
Sorry baby, I'm an idiot
you're gone again
You told me twice we had it right
but I've been forgetting all my life
Sometimes I just might think that I'm to blame
but if you're happy, does it matter anyways?
Sometimes I just might think that I'm to blame
but if you're happy, does it matter anyways
Sometimes I just might think that I'm insane
but if I'm happy, does it matter anyways?
Sometimes I just might think that I'm insane
but if I'm happy, does it matter anyways
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6. |
Sun Also Rises
02:31
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In the bright sunlight I feel just fine
fall into the night you run my mind
as the hourglass slowly passes time
Faces, words in my waking dreams
things you said, unkind and mean
while your best red dress ripping at the seams
Every morning as the sun also rises, it truly surprises me
Every morning as the sun also rises, I don't understand
Trapped by shadows in this hotel room
heart heavy, growing sense of doom
while your bitter eyes sharp and cruel
So, love, I will try to drink you away
through my fleeting, passing days
that lead to a dark and endless maze
Every morning as the sun also rises, it truly surprises me
Every morning as the sun also rises, I don't understand
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