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SELF Pt. II
01:25
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Falling back in sometimes
not giving a fuck was somewhat a lie
still things I wanna figure out
buried all my hopes but forgot my doubts
— still there, never really left,
though I started to accept all the things I am
I captured that sense of pride
but I still can't help but wonder who I am in their eyes.
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2. |
Another May
01:58
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Is this that point in life where it feels like the years go by in no time?
or did I just sleep through the last one?
Ask myself what things I've done
all the days gone by, I can't remember one
always waiting for that push, a push that wont 'just' come.
(here's some space to make your own lyrics, how fun)
Another spring, Another May,
bringing winds that feel like change.
feels like hope, feels artificial.
starts to feel like things can change.
— atleast I hope so.
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3. |
Coming of Ace
02:17
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Spending countless nights and weekends
uncovering the reasons everyone moved on
I didn't mean to bore you, 'thought I was just someone to talk to.
Oblivious again.
Someone I'd barely consider a friend
'spent the night in my room again,
I'd call it an overstayed welcome.
Apathetic at best,
my mindset is such a mess.
Looking back, it never made much sense.
All those times I never took a hint.
The texts that say "What do you think we've been?".
At times I'd rather be doing other things
I guess she wanted a little more from me.
It was a coming of age thing
maybe some sort of ace thing.
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4. |
Dazed
02:31
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I must have misplaced my head when I was sleepwalking through all the mindless dread.
My ambitions became don't cares,
my daydreams became nightmares.
someone save me from complacency.
and I have not been myself.
I've been dazed, been lost and concussed.
Submitting to half-baked advice from those who live just to get high,
pull me in, drown me in all of your distractions.
Pine for the days back before the future knocked, and all the dumb endeavors and midnight antics faded into dust
Never thought I'd have to grow up,
the world got sharp, I thought I could be numb.
Now i waste until the day is done until I'll wake up one day - find I'm not so young
I've been dazed, I've been misused, I've been misled, I've been confused.
Picking pieces of the ceiling off the floor.
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5. |
Around the Corner
03:43
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Searching for meaning in all the wrong places
Bury your regrets and follow me.
One day you'll be fine, kid. I know it.
Still finding out what that means.
So this is it, this is everything you wanted
The full picture, still the missing piece.
Think of all that you gave up just to find out
the grass is gray on either side.
Push through, 'cause it's always just around the corner
and other lies keeping me okay.
a state of mind, but it follows. inescapable.
Help takes time — I'm finding excuses,
All the answers are there, in time.
All of the answers — you're ignoring them.
Getting sick of writing verbatim diaries of problems
Puke it up, call it a song.
ill-thought out frustrations, dumb feelings, problems.
When will I stop getting the vibes wrong?
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