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Trace
03:53
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17
03:26
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spent the whole night writing out the ghosts plaguing my bloodstream in the hopes that maybe you would do the same
air our grievances together, throw them up and get them out, flip them over and we'd start a whole new page
cause i've noticed you've been numb, that new life it doesn't suit you
smoking pot every night and getting drunk on the weekends
it hasn't felt sincere in days, and i know i'm not your responsibility, but you're the only one that makes me feel okay.
did it have to end like this?
when you said you wanted to talk this was not what i expected
you and me it seems that we were born for tragedy
no this is not what i had hoped 17 to feel like
spent the whole day telling you how you're already in my bloodstream in the hopes that you would say we'd find a way
and i hope they're fucking beautiful, the new person you're in love with, and undoubtedly so much better than me
i hope you have fun remaining numb and your new life will start to suit you don't tell me that this anger is unjustified.
we were so so much less than perfect and we've never been okay, i'll trash the love songs i never sent your way.
did it have to end like this?
when you said you wanted to talk this was not what i expected
you and me it seems that we were born for tragedy
no this is not what i had hoped 17 to feel like
this is what i had hoped 17 would feel like
this is not what i wanted 17 to feel like.
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Hospital (ft. Edgar)
02:50
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Catharsis
04:44
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Hopeless
03:45
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my god, it's hopeless, but i know we'll make these moments last
and while our time is fleeting, we'll hold on until these moments pass.
i don't know how i got here, i don't know where i've been
i'm veering off a path that was set for me because starting over is beyond reason
when we met that night, i was hopeless, broken down and falling apart.
a watered-down version of that inauthentic self
an imperfect ending to this story's start
and my god it's hopeless but i know we'll make these moments last
and while our time is fleeting, we'll hold on until its gone and past.
and we're okay
few and far-between we conquered, as natural as two fuckups could be
and no matter the catastrophes inside my head you were right there beside me
and my god it's hopeless, but i know we'll make these moments last
and while our time is fleeting, we'll hold on until its gone and past and we're okay
because it's always been too late
it's always been too late
and it's always been too
and my god, its hopeless, but i know we've made these moments last
and while our time is over, we held on until it was gone and past.
and my god it's hopeless but i know we'll make these moments last
and while our time is fleeting, we'll hold on until its gone and past
and we're okay.
and it'll never be too late.
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