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You smell like cigarettes and might very well kill me
But I’ve got a thirst for people who thrill me
So I’ll dive down the rabbit hole and I’ll let my arms flail
We’ll stomp through the mud and I’ll stop chasing my tail
See I’ve been trying to do better for the last little while
To be a good friend and to laugh when I smile
To laugh when I smile
I’m gonna laugh when I smile
So when the hangover ends I’m gonna fill up my lungs
I’m gonna breath you in deeply ‘cause I’m still young
‘Cause I’m still young
And anytime that we drink we drink like we wanna die
But it’s alright ‘cause at least I’m not scared of life
And I’m fine, I’m alive, I’m not scared of life
I’m fine, I’m alive, I’m gonna laugh when I smile
So we’ll piss away the hours as we flick through the stations
We’ll break at the bends in simple conversations
And when the night ends I know that you’ll be there
With that mischevious grin and with shit in your hair
See I’m still trying to do better any way that I can
To be a good friend and to be a better man
To be a better man
But I’m still me I am
So when the hangover ends I’m gonna fill up my lungs
I’m gonna breath you in deeply ‘cause I’m still young
‘Cause I’m still young
And anytime that we drink we drink like we wanna die
But it’s alright ‘cause at least I’m not scared of life
And I’m fine, I’m alive, I’m not scared of life
I’m fine, I’m alive, I’m gonna laugh when I smile
And with time
I’ve come to realise
The shit that I’ve been scared of
Only visits when I try
Too hard to read your mind
Too afraid of whats inside
All the times when I just smile
I’ll probably laugh in a little while
And anytime that we drink we drink like we wanna die
But it’s alright ‘cause at least I’m not scared of life
And I’m fine, I’m alive, I’m not scared of life
I’m fine, I’m alive, I’m gonna laugh when I smile
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January
03:21
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I got lost on my way home along a road I’ve walked since I was
Twelve years old
Famailiar sights despite a path unknown so I dragged my feet like
They were made of stone
Along the way it occurred to me that I was losing sight of where I
Want to be
So I lit a fire underneath my feet and I changed directions on this
One way street
I’ve lived my life with a skirt to hide behind
With both of my hands tied and both of my eyes blind
And I don’t know why I tried so fucking hard to
Please you, I don’t need you
I was drowned four years ago not with water but with bitter cold
An honest word I had never known so with white lies I went and built
A throne
But when the walls came down on me then all the world could see my
insecurities
And I’m still not sure what you mean to me but here’s what I can say
With certainty
I’ve lived my life with a skirt to hide behind
With both of my hands tied and both of my eyes blind
And I don’t know why I tried so fucking hard to
Please you, I don’t need you
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Carbon Monoxide
06:53
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I died of carbon monoxide poisoning to the lungs that you gave me
And since then I’ve tried so hard to get back to a place of safety
I wore a face for the crowd and it didn’t look anything like me
And I cried a little inside everytime you took it so lightly
You took it so lightly
You took it so lightly
No more apologies I’ve got to let this show
No more apologies I’ve got to let this go (Repeat)
So now I’ve fucked up and it doesn’t matter
That you loaded the gun 'cause I pulled the trigger
I blew out my brains in a manner of speaking you weren’t
The only person who’s to blame but love put a drain on me
To hide who I was what the hell was I thinking
I broke at every bend and it’s frightening
And it’s frightening that you didn’t notice
‘Cause I spent every check in advance spent every check in advance
In an attempt to let you know this
I spoke the words with my eyes every time you closed up to fight me
And then I built a bridge over it so you turned
And took the boat just to spite me
You took the boat just to spite me
You took the boat just to spite me
No more apologies I’ve got to let this show
No more apologies I’ve got to let this go (Repeat)
So now I’ve fucked up and it doesn’t matter
That you loaded the gun because I pulled the trigger
I blew out my brains in a manner of speaking you weren’t
The only person who’s to blame but love put a drain on me
To get back with you what the hell was I thinking
So now I’ve fucked up and it doesn’t matter
That you loaded the gun because I pulled the trigger
I blew out my brains in a manner of speaking you weren’t
The only person who’s to blame but love put a drain on me
I fucked it all up with my overthinking
I fucked it all up, I fucked it all up
I fucked it all up with my overthinking
I fucked it all up, I fucked it all up
I fucked it all up with my overthinking
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Is This For Real
05:28
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Finally I found a home it wasn’t where I was
You know I wanted to take revenge but you were my best friend
Had to find the strength to carry on when I was too far gone
Had to pick myself up from where I fell on the concrete
But I’ll get up, I’ll fuck it up again and I’ll get up again
But I’ll get up, I’ll fuck it up again and I’ll get up again
Whoaa ohh ohh whoa
Is this for real? Can I show you girl?
Have you forgotten? Am I wasting my ammo, my money, my time, my
life?
Am I wasting my life?
Yeah
Well now I’m on a roll because I sold my soul
And I’ve lost control since I left my home and I’m out on my own
So I’ll wipe the footprints up off of my clothes before I hit the road
Just because you think it doesn’t make it so baby you don’t know
But I’ll get up, I’ll fuck it up again and I’ll get up again
But I’ll get up, I’ll fuck it up again and I’ll get up again
Whoaa ohh ohh whoa
Is this for real? Can I show you girl?
Have you forgotten? Am I wasting my ammo, my money, my time, my
life?
Am I wasting my life?
Well maybe
Is this for real? Can I show you girl?
Have you forgotten? Am I wasting my ammo, my money, my time, my
life?
Is this for real? Can I show you girl?
Have you forgotten? Am I wasting my ammo, my money, my time, my
life?
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When we fight I tear my hair out and beat my head against the wall
You built an army out of straw men and then you lined them up to fall
You raised an army out of straw men and now the crows call
Crows
Crows
Crows
So spin the words the way you want to in this uphill arguement
Sick of your inert opinions and your guiltless red right hand
I’d give to see you give in for you to once just blur the line
I’d give to see you give in for you to lay to rest your spite
Crows
Crows
Crows
When we fight I tear my hair out and beat my head against the wall
In a field full of straw men I can hear the crows call
You’re losing blood to your ring finger when you try to make me small
You raised an army out of straw men and now the crows call
Crows
Crows
Crows
Well your reasoning just just doesn’t follow
And your defense is so fucking hollow
Left with a plate of pride to swallow
As I step from step from the gallows step from the gallows
Crows
Crows
Crows
Here come the crows
When we fight I tear my hair out and beat my head against the wall
In a field full of straw men I can hear the crows call
You’re losing blood to your ring finger when you try to make me small
You raised an army out of straw men and now the crows call
Crows
Crows
Crows
You can’t mediate with fire
You can’t mediate with fire (so get it out of your head)
And let go of your ire
You can’t mediate with fire
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