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i like the way my tears mix with the rain
they take away the dirt from yesterday
i follow thoughts that crumble into grains
clogging up my memory
drifting past excuses
so i say...
right people at the wrong time
(my tears mix with the rain)
cold kisses on a fault line
(the dirt from yesterday)
got the foundation for a woke mind
(it crumbles into grains)
found patience in my old signs
i miss my girl, i miss my friends
i don't know which, just one of them
seasons changing, make amends
things were always simpler then
it doesn't last no matter when
things were easy in the past
right people at the wrong time
(i miss my girl, i miss my friends)
cold kisses on a fault line
(no matter which, just one of them)
foundations keeping me fine
(changing seasons, make amends)
got to right wrongs in my mind
i miss my girl, i miss my friends
no matter which, just one of them
i miss my girl, i miss my friends
all these things i'd do again
all these things i'd do again
all these things i'd do again
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2. |
waiting for a message
04:20
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(sit, sit)
sittin' here waiting for you to call me out
i don't know what to say or what to do
sittin' here waiting for you to scream and shout
but we're not emotional or blue
watching
waiting
sleeping
dreaming
waitin' for a message today
waitin' for a message today
(yiew)
i'll be
waitin' for a message today
waitin' for a message today
(lie, lie)
lying here falling for you swept up in doubt
i don't know what to say or what to do
lying here floating, believing i'm left out
anxious and running for the truth
watching
waiting
sleeping
dreaming
why don't we just say
"i don't wanna talk"
and that could be okay?
i could send a message today
you could send a message today
i could send a message today
or i could just go away
(yiew)
waiting for a message today
waiting for a message today
waiting for a message today
waiting for a message today
(yiew)
waiting for a message today
waiting for a message today-ah
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star struck
03:20
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i've been told my libran tendencies
let romance get the best of me
blinded faith in what i see
magnify each fleeting glimpse of love
star struck
smitten by a tune
dispositions i desire
projected on to you
star struck
dream and drift away
feels like you're my truest friend
but i met you yesterday
i've been holding on to every dream
hoping they'll enlighten me
is it waste to think so blissfully?
clouding and polluting
twisting and diluting
how i touch
star struck
dream and drift away
feels like you're my truest friend
but i met you yesterday
star struck
dozing through the day
flinching at tomorrow sun
but down when it's away
~solo~
set my sights
as far as i can see
drifting past the meaning of it all
pointed at the sky
for one whom i would fall
hoping that the rain will catch me
star struck
never as it seems
drifting to the other side
or floating in between
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4. |
floating in between
03:48
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stuck in cycles
what it means to be
diving to the other side
or floating in between
holding on to dreams
patching all the seams
floating in between
never as it seems
stuck in cycles
what it means to be
diving to the other side
or floating in between
holding on to dreams
patching all the seams
floating in between
never as it seems
stuck in cycles
what it means to be
diving to the other side
or floating in between
floating in between
floating in between
floating in between
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wasting time
03:45
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come back to me
(dream and drift away)
take my heart up off my sleeve
(waiting for today)
like the leaves beneath the tree
(drowning in the dew)
i'm falling but i'm free
(that's what i'm told is true)
the fairytale of freedom
floats in place
wasting time, wasting space
waste my soul with every pace
run for the anxious haste
in my mind
the only thing i seem to love
is wasting time
come back and see
(you only know my name)
pull the thread until it bleeds
( i weaved it yesterday)
thinking free
('bout what it means to be)
holding me
(to claims that i believe)
the murky mirror memory
must be mine
wasting time, wasting space
waste my soul with every pace
run for the anxious haste
make it mine
it seems the only thing i love
is wasting time
~solo~
wasting time, wasting space
chase my heart with every face
think sparse and out of place
that's just fine
it seems the only thing i love
is wasting time
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honest dan Melbourne, Australia
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