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a life cut short
02:38
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A life cut short
They really chewed you up and spit you out
That's not fair
I guess that's the way it goes
The way it goes sometimes
So who could you be
If given a chance
Would you be another lost cause
Helpless to your circumstance
Or would you be special
Not like the rest
Someone I would like to meet and say
“Yeah I know one of the best”
And what does it mean
When time goes by
And when will it be
That my luck’s run dry
I guess that’s the way it goes sometimes
We’re all living on borrowed time
Lucky to be alive
Too many close calls
Why were expectations high
I’ll admit I’m curious too
For unproven potential
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nothing forever
03:06
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Dig it out
Cough it up
Choke on blood
You’re a stain
Hear my words
Come closer
Crawl along the ground you worthless vermin
Cursed to wander this earth til death takes hold and
Everything becomes nothing forever
You won’t wake up again
I didn’t ask to be born
Now I must pay the price
Wash it off
Cleanse this flesh
Make me pure
Bury me
In the ashes of
My vices
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Reckless thrillseeker swerves through traffic
Drinking enough cups of coffee to stay spread thin
Perpetual burnout watch months go by
Mechanical humdrum interrupted
Reduced to scrap
Bird in the hand
Killed with two stones
Broken glass
Salt in the wound
Feel it in my bones
Strike the match
Burn all that you've worked for to the ground
Relish in your modest expectations
Proud American with all the finest flaws
Whatchu gonna do when you’re up next
If God was cool he wouldn’t let that happen
If I could make myself the villain
Maybe I’d feel like I deserved it
The void that I call home
Hello fellow charlatan you’re one of us
Getting stupid answers to all your stupid questions
Trucker who gets carsick in for the long haul
I just hope that heaven keeps me busy
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gone girl
02:42
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I had this dream that I came home and you were on the floor
But not alive and I’m just standing there like what the fuck
You’d have to see the sight that’s burned inside my fuckin head
I can’t forget that lifeless face you made when you were dead
The grief turned to guilt
When I felt like a victim
I could be a suspect
Maybe I’m the one who did it
Worried about myself
What’s the meaning of this vision
How will I go on
There is no happy ending
When I woke up I called your phone like 27 times
I couldn’t get it off my mind
Maybe you really died
When you picked up you asked me why I called and I said hi
No reason I’m just checking in
I’m glad you’re still alive
Time to face the music
Confronted by my decisions
Now magnified by a story
A real compelling hook
Part of me felt relieved
I hope it’s not a premonition
Like it was serendipity
I think I need to tell you something
What are you thinking
How are you feeling
What have we done to each other
What will we do
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hookedOK! St. Louis, Missouri
indie rock trio
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