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Heat Waves
03:26
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Plastic bags and things that suffocate
Fill my room with what I'll never need
And I'll try hard to fill the part you lost in the earthquake
He said "I'm sorry, I'll be back Monday"
My shoes keep breaking in these dirty streets
With each step I think of my poor feet
And how they ran on hot, hot sand to meet you halfway there
I said "I'm sorry, I'll be faster dear"
All alone in a subway car
I scream your name in vain until my throat is raw
Jealousy slips through the cracks in New York heat
Like roaches, rats, and poverty
I swear I'll never try again- I'm leaving in the fall
I could've sworn I'd torn through all your sheets
Ripping noises drowned in thick dense heat
But Cold Fronts came and washed away what's left of his disease
He said "I'm sorry, I think I need the sea"
I saw her touch your arm and felt the heat
Hit me in the face as I walked to the street
Fire hydrants spew the sounds I can't manage to make
He said "I'm sorry, don't know how to fake"
All alone in a subway car
I scream your name in vain until my throat is raw
Jealousy slips through the cracks in New York heat
Like roaches, rats, and poverty
I swear I'll never try again
Don't think I won't try again
I swear I'll never lie again- I'm leaving in the fall
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Pennsylvania
02:53
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Mama said she saw Daddy cry the other day
And I don't think that I ever felt worse
His head was in the bills and his hand was on his cigs
And his heart was emptier than her purse
But who am I to talk cause I know my ribs are shot
From supporting what pumps our shared blood
And who was I to walk away from my home town
Now my house is being sold with my stuff
I swear I care, but that's not enough
My little brother told me his dreams the other day
And I don't think that I ever felt worse
His hand was on his heart and a gun was in his arms
Now he's signing papers proud on the 1st
But who am I to talk cause the only war I fought
Was a chemical one in my head
And who was I to walk away from him in the woods
My face red, white, and blue, the leaves dead
I swear I screamed, but I cried instead
Give up fast as you did in
I'll go outside, I'll go outside
Pennsylvania, here I come
I know you saw me cry on the train the other night
And I'm positive I never felt worse
My sleeve was in my mouth and my legs were double crossed
And you let me wipe my face on your shirt
But who was I to fall for someone who's never wronged
A single goddamn soul like I do each day
And who was I to talk my way out of sitting still
So I left the country trying to say
That I swear I care, but I can't stay
Now you know I care, but I'm far away
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3. |
Tides
02:41
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Trade my eyes for moons
Coursing your pull, we're phasing in and out
Blame my calendar
For misnumbered days and forgotten plans
I'll drag your waves
Back and forth in a fit of rage
And the shore is getting scarce
He swears that he's not scared to sink
Frame my neck with belts
Orion's help will pull me up and through
Hang his running knot
And blink those stars in circles behind eyelids
I'll drag your waves
Back and forth in a fit of rage
And it's always yes or no
And yes I know this cave
I broke this coast and I'll bend your name
Now the shore is getting scarce
I swear that I'm not scared to sink
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