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Stone Cold
03:16
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Nothing satisfies me like screaming about you,
Lately it's all I ever do.
Black and white shirt, that's how I pointed you out.
Made sure you weren't welcome in that house,
But I let you stick around cause I wanted you to hear
What I had to say about how I feel.
Never came early but you did that night.
I wish I looked up to see if you were crying,
I hope that you were crying.
Nothing satisfies me like screaming about you,
Lately it's all I ever do.
Isn't it funny how no one knows what happened that night?
I think it's just a little strange,
I won't forget your name.
End of the night, you stood by the door
But I wouldn't look.
I was arrested by my resentment for you.
Thought I didn't have the strength in me.
I was arrested by my resentment for you.
Nothing satisfies me like screaming about you,
Lately it's all I ever do.
Isn't it funny how no one knows what happened that night?
I think it's just a little strange,
I won't forget your name,
I won't forget the way you changed it.
The way you taught me how to act.
I can't stand your rotten laugh.
May this serve as a constant reminder
That I'll always be burning with anger.
Nothing satisfies me like knowing that you're dying on the inside,
It's all that's left for you.
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2. |
Texas
02:50
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I spend far too much time staring at the skyline,
Trying to change something rooted in your veins.
I guess it's just a matter of acceptance,
Knowing who I am, knowing who I'm not.
How does it feel to be talked about in front of everyone?
How does it feel to be the victim now?
Cause that's how it felt back in January,
Before you made me leave the city.
Go to Texas,
Hangout with your friends
And pretend that nothing ever happened.
How does it feel to be talked about in front of everyone?
How does it feel to be the victim now?
Cause that's how it felt back in January,
Before you made me leave the city.
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3. |
Light Me Up
03:16
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Lie to me if that's what gets you to sleep tonight,
Just remember the empty space in your bed.
Lie to me if that's what makes you happy,
I don't give a fuck what you say,
Wish you knew that you were killing me.
Tell everyone all the bullshit that's in your head,
Cause it's in nobody else's, why did I ever sleep in your bed?
I don't ever wanna see your face again, you fucking disgust me.
Get the hell away from me, just let me be.
This song is for your perspective,
Just get it through your head.
From this day on,
I'm acting like you're dead.
Do you remember all the time we wasted,
Sitting in dark places full of useless conversation?
You used to light me up then, it's starting to make sense,
Now that I learn to live again.
You used to light me up then,
It's starting to make some sense.
You used to light me up then,
I hope you never breathe again.
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4. |
Break Out
03:18
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My head points to the floor,
My feet towards the door.
I'm no good for you no more,
And I won't be, except for myself.
Every single disdainful look
Hurts more than every word you spit out.
I'm no good for you no more,
And I won't be, except for myself.
So break out, break out,
Don't listen to their whispers.
Make out, make out,
With whoever you want.
I might be broken but I'm not gonna fix it.
There's no point anymore,
Your expectations couldn't be further from the floor.
I wish you knew, I wish I'd say,
But if I spoke the truth it would take your breath away.
I could change it all, just by what I say,
But I'm not worth your pain.
Late night, windows down,
Loud car ride, comin' through your town.
I'm no good for you no more, and I won't be except for myself.
You might think I'm strange
For losing my mind over such a stupid thing.
I'm no good for you no more, and I won't be except for myself.
So break out, break out,
Don't listen to their whispers.
Make out, make out,
With whoever you want.
I might be broken but I'm not gonna fix it.
There's no point anymore,
Your expectations couldn't be further from the floor.
I wish you knew, I wish I'd say,
But I already spoke the truth and it took your breath away.
I changed it all, just by what I said,
But I'm not worth your pain.
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5. |
Birthday Cake
05:13
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I thought the passenger seat was the place for me
To escape that fiasco at the university.
I have to run away from everything.
You knocked me down like a pin,
I thought I'd never get back up again,
But it's time to make amends.
I was always advised that silence was the answer.
To speak from the other side, despite having all the right words.
I thought the open road was the place to go
When you're not sure where to call your home.
But it's not true, and I can't forget the pictures that you drew.
You knocked me down like a pin,
I thought I'd never get back up again,
But it's time to make amends.
I was always advised that silence was the answer.
To speak from the other side, despite having all the right words.
Don't expect comfort from me this time,
You will not believe what you've heard.
But I'm not done this time, oh no, cause silence is not the answer.
I hope the candles on your birthday cake
Take the mask you're wearing now,
And burn it permanently to your face.
In regards to the mess I made,
I might not be perfect, but I'm good enough to change some things.
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