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May
04:40
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I know it’s your time but please don’t go away,
This is the first year since the divorce I’ve felt remotely okay.
I did this to myself, it’s my own mistake
To have fallen for a love who will leave me when he graduates.
I don’t know what to do, you rid me of the blues,
But the thought of you leaving causes them too.
In one year’s time I’ll be preparing for an SAT decoy
And I think of you down in that university in Illinois.
I hope your classes go well
I hope you get into that orchestra
I hope you meet a nice girl
That does the things I would have done for you.
I don’t know what to do, you rid me of the blues,
But the thought of you leaving causes them too.
Hopefully someday in the future our paths will cross again,
And I hope when you see me, you remember me old friend.
Think of me in college, if you ever get the free time.
Time, if there’s none to spare
Let me vaguely cross your mind in a cafe somewhere.
And if throughout your life I’m never thought of again,
I pray I’m in your flashbacks to comfort you as your time ends.
I don’t know what to do, you rid me of the blues,
But the thought of you leaving causes them too.
I know it’s your time, you must go away.
I broke my own heart falling in love with you anyway.
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Seventeen
06:41
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Seventeen, seventeen, you’ll always be just seventeen.
Your body’s old and your blood’s flown cold
But you’ll always be just seventeen.
A grin from ear to ear
That almost looks just like a sneer
With long spidery hands.
People are afraid of what they don’t understand.
Instead of sleeping sound in bed
He’d rather be defacing houses instead
Completing missions in the night
To distract from the pain, to feel alright.
Seventeen, seventeen, you’ll always be just seventeen.
Your body’s old and your blood’s flown cold
But you’ll always be just seventeen.
In a beemer he built with his dad
He drives and drives
To hide the fact he’s painfully shy.
But he’s got a nice life, has many friends
And financially his parents always seem to meet ends.
Intelligent beyond his years
Dogs being one of his biggest fears.
Chemical brothers pounding in his ears
Makes it hard for him to hear.
Seventeen, seventeen, you’ll always be just seventeen.
Your body’s old and your blood’s flown cold
But you’ll always be just seventeen.
But what nobody noticed was how bad he hurt
Or checked in the cupboards to find empty bottles of St John’s Wort
Or the indicators he was using self harm
The lacerations cut deep into his arm
When one day he decided it all was too much
And held his dad’s pistol tightly in his clutch
He was sick of all of it, sick of pain
Which must have been why he decided to blow his brains
Seventeen, seventeen, you’ll always be just seventeen.
Your body’s old and your blood’s flown cold
But you’ll always be just seventeen.
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3. |
Everybody Leaves
04:19
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It started out just you and me
Close as anyone could be
Both grew up with rough families
Never thought one day you'd up and leave
That summer we sat at Herritage park
And talked and talked until it fell dark
We spoke of things we weren’t too fond
I thought we’d formed a close knit bond
I thought maybe I could rely on you
But all you’ve done’s enforced my trust issues
People only look out for their own wants and needs
Which is why it’s not surprising that everybody leaves.
Every week was a new adventure
Windows rolled down, wind in my hair
I trusted you, I gave it to you
I had no reason to be scared
I’ve always had a hard time letting people close
Especially at the times i need them the most
Everytime i just get let down
I’ve just started to avoid letting people come around
I thought maybe I could rely on you
But all you’ve done’s enforced my trust issues
People only look out for their own wants and needs
Which is why it’s not surprising that everybody leaves.
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4. |
When You Come Around
03:02
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Lay your head down
My quiet composure looks up
When you come around
You’re too good to me
Always checking up to see
My mental health
hasn't gone to hell
Bring my head back to the ground
When you come around
It sits quiet like a ghost in the room
The silence between me and you
If I had the nerve to say
You make me feel safe and okay
You’re too good to me
Always checking up to see
My mental health
hasn't gone to hell
Bring my head back to the ground
When you come around
Bring my head back to the ground
When you come around
I miss you when I’m out of town
Won’t you come around?
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