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Griswald
01:34
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Griswald
Griswald won't you show me where I belong?
Lately I've been feeling so alone
Griswald won't you show me where I belong?
Faces,
Faces pass with innocence I crave
Lately I just feel so far away
Griswald I can't take another day
Silver patches interrupt by olive green
I lay broken on the floor with broken dreams
Griswald screams it means nothing
I'm alone again
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Focus
04:33
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Vacant memories far too distant to comprehend
Well I never saw this coming to an end
And my goodbyes never seem to last too long
Splintered fingers compensating the blood I've drawn
Well I'm not the man I used to be or can't you tell?
Just leave me to the wind, you might as well
Cause I can't lose focus
Of whats killing me softly anymore
Hold my arms cut my legs
Give me nothing left to stand on
Hold me down in every way
Give me everything to die for
Cause I can't lose focus, of whats killing me softly anymore
Well I, don't know, what its like in your shoes
All I know, is how it burns, running from the shadow you threw
But I cant keep running from the love that your fakin
Cause when it comes to trust its my heart that you're breaking
Hold my arms cut my legs
Give me nothing left to stand on
Hold me down in every way
Give me everything to die for
Cause I can't lose focus, of whats killing me softly anymore
I don't know I don't know I don't know
Where to go, wheres the road, wheres my home where's my home
And I'm losing touch losing touch losing touch
I'm losing touch losing touch, oh haven't I lost enough?
Hold my arms cut my legs
Give me nothing left to stand on
Hold me down in every way
Give me everything to die for
Cause I can't lose focus, of whats killing me softly anymore
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Loans
03:58
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Blood roses, dipped in cheap perfume
Layin on the coffee table
Blue madness soaked in amber gloom
Surround the cradle
And she looked so ugly in that dress
Next to the boy, who's sins she'd yet confessed
And I'm
Ugly still
Ugly still
Let Me Be,
From the veins in your neck
Let Me Be,
From the love turned to sweat
Let Me Be,
Finance burdens on your chest
Let Me Be,
Cloth dips of dust, wash off the rust
Shattered glass enables
How envy burns old love it turns
To forgotten fable
And you wiped your blood upon his sleeve
Envy and lust, fill my memory
And I'm
Broken still
Broken still
Let Me Be,
From the veins in your neck
Let Me Be,
From the love turned to sweat
Let Me Be,
Finance burdens on your chest
Let Me Be
I felt my skin turn gray
Your full of lies
(Your vows went dry)
I felt my skin decay
Can't trust my eyes
(I've lost my mind)
Let Me Be,
From the veins in your neck
Let Me Be,
From the love turned to sweat
Let Me Be,
Finance burdens on your chest
Let Me Be
Let Me Be,
From the veins in your neck
Let Me Be,
From the love turned to sweat
Let Me Be,
Finance burdens on your chest
Let Me Be
Let Me Be
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McAvoy
04:06
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Blubird Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
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