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Self-Titled
03:00
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It seems like yesterday
That I wasn't failing to feel I belong in this place
The ceilings, the doorways, the people, they all look the same
But the devilish details are determined to tell me I've changed
Show off the bed you've made
Turn on the smiles that stray
Play along as I creep through another week
And don't say
That I'll stay
This room in this house in this life is where I'm meant to be
But who are those words for, are they meant for you or for me
Show off the bed you've made
Turn on the smiles that stray
Play along as I creep through another week
And don't say
That I'll stay
Your home's where my heart is
But not for much longer
The paper is peeling
And showing what's under
A marking for each time
That I hadn't bothered
To tell you I'll miss this
Had I known that I was moving on
And not just away
I can't stay
But I can't stay
No, I can't stay
No, I can't stay
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Past Tense
03:18
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Past Tense, you're confusing me.
I'm stumbling on my words.
You are, I mean you were, a present to this world.
Is worse.
It's funny how my mind thinks of you first.
It hurts.
When past tense strikes again you are you were.
It is not what it seems.
Or what it's meant to be.
A misuse of terminology
Cuts me at the knees.
Just please, correct me when my mind thinks of you first.
It hurts.
When past tense strikes again you are you were.
You were, you are an angel now.
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Departures
03:36
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You told me there was two months left to go.
I told you that I think you're lying.
But here I am a year's moved on, and hell it's been a year of trying.
The speed of departures, the times of arrival.
Your speed of departure, was faster than I hoped.
I laid my eyes on where you rested, the flowers made it easier to find.
We spent the afternoon together, just not the time I had in mind.
Overgrown, left alone.
I can't shake this sinking feeling.
You should know, you're not alone because till your gone, I'll still be singing.
The speed of departures, the times of arrival.
Your speed of departure, was faster than I had hoped.
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Gallery
03:19
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A gallery of art that you can't bear to see.
A cavalry, your defence is mounted pointed right at me.
Was I not enough?
I claimed your heart but did I breach your trust?
Just take my hand and we can re-adjust.
Beside the frames I take your hand.
Just open up your eyes.
Because the lights accent the colours and the patrons they're all lovers.
And now I can articulate the details and I know that's not how you felt, just give it time.
Displays lined with memories of your face, portraits of a life I can't replace.
I'll just get some sleep.
Shadows cover up the shades and shapes, can we not learn how to live with our mistakes?
I'll just get some sleep.
I guess this is it? The frames have fallen, all the hooks have split.
I open up my eyes.
And behind the glass there's meaning, but it's clear I'm not perceiving
All the lies.
That I told myself in review we were just enough and fell through.
Now all that's left in view.
A gallery of you.
All that's left to see.
A haunted gallery.
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By Now
03:09
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Patterns surrounding.
Calling me back to the "what if's and what now's"
Destined to wonder how things would be if I had only tried...
By now...
Should have followed where you led, but I mapped it out instead.
And somehow...
Ended up where I began with a pattern not a plan.
Tried to look outside, drawn toward the window light.
But all I see is reflected back at me.
Oh how things would be if I had never lied...
And told myself I'd be fine.
By now...
Should have followed where you led, but I mapped it out instead.
And somehow...
Ended up where I began with a pattern not a plan.
Patterns surrounding.
Calling me back to the "what if's and what now's"
Destined to wonder how
Patterns surrounding.
Calling me back to the "what if's and what now's"
Destined to wonder how.
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