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Betrayal
03:59
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Have you ever thought about how I could feel
from the words you say
Insomnia is just the tip
of the things
you gave to me.
And now the cold is bleeding
All I’m seeing is you
through the darkest days
and the lightest nights
(x2)
My feelings, not competing, they’re not breathing, they’re not leaving me, or my mind.
Too bad the times that we shared. Was nothing compared, to the pain you gave to me in the end
Tonight, I’ll start the fight
that I won’t let last my whole life
You don’t scare me
you won’t change me
you don’t affect me,
And now the cold is bleeding
All I’m seeing is you
through the darkest days
and the lightest nights
(x2)
My feelings, not competing, they’re not breathing, they’re not leaving me, or my mind.
Too bad the times that we shared. Was nothing compared, to the pain you gave to me in the end
My feelings, not competing, they’re not breathing, they’re not leaving me, or my mind.
Too bad the times that we shared. Was nothing compared, to the pain you gave to me in the end
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You're getting drunk with your friends while I sit here alone,
Without you here beside me,
But Its all my fault
That it ended up this way, Neither of us are okay,
But you could have stayed.
I went insane, I lost myself,
But the worst of all, I lost you
I fucking miss the way you'd smile when you look at me
It's filling me with ecstasy and there's no remedy
I miss our puppy love, That made everybody else feel sick
I miss that we had, young love
Now you got yourself another boyfriend
You post post post about him every single day and night
And I know its wrong to even write you this song
But can we talk about him for a second?
You're getting hurt by him,
You’re getting fucked by him,
You think that you're in love, but it's all pretend
Can’t even send a snap to your phone
It's on do not disturb while he’s getting blown
one look at him “he’s playing you”
Bet you wish you knew he had another boo
I fucking miss the way you'd smile when you look at me
It's filling me with ecstasy
And there's no remedy
I miss our puppy love
That made everybody else feel sick
I miss that we had, young love
I fucking miss the way you'd smile when you look at me
It's filling me with ecstasy
And there's no remedy
I miss your voice, that drowns out all the noise
I fucking miss the way you'd smile when you look at me
It's filling me with ecstasy
And there's no remedy
Cause you're the stars in my night sky, My beautiful sunrise
I can't believe your eyes
You're getting drunk with your friends while I sit here alone
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3. |
800 (Distance)
04:30
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We can make this work
Love poem texts when you wake up
143’s when you go to sleep
8-hour facetime conversations
Hiding each other from our
Distance is just a distraction keeping us from what we could be
I don't care how far, ill drive walk fly ride sink or swim there
Distance will never break us or change us or take us apart
I might say my birthday too much, its cause you're such
An influence to everything I do
I try and try but I just can't see through
All the feelings you're giving me
And I can finally sleep
800’s fucking killing me
Distance is just a distraction keeping us from what we could be
I don't care how far, ill drive walk fly ride sink or swim there
Distance will never break us or change us or take us apart
I wish I could be there
I wish I could be there
I wish I could be there
Right by your side
Distance is just a distraction keeping us from what we could be
I don't care how far, ill drive walk fly ride sink or swim there
Distance will never break us or change us or take us apart
Distance will never break us or change us or take us apart
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4. |
Is It Wrong?
04:54
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Someday, (someday) you might change your mind (mind)
And leave him behind (leave him behind)
I hope it's not too serious
Are you feeling this?
But maybe tomorrow, there will be no sorrow
At your door
And maybe I'm wrong
To write you this song, today
Someday, (someday) we might dance again (again)
We’ll know it's not pretend (no, it's not pretend)
How were feeling this
Something, (something) is telling me to find you (to find you)
And telling me to hide you (but I can't find you)
But I won’t listen
And maybe tomorrow, there will be no sorrow (no more)
At your door (at your door)
And maybe I'm wrong (i am wrong)
To write you this song (this song)
Today
But you're the best thing that's happened to me in a very long time
I can't seem to get you out of my mind
I'm running out of life. I'm running out of time to get to you (to get to you)
And I know he’ll treat you better than I ever could (i ever could)
But I'm running out of patience, I'm running out of love
I'm running out of everything that I need
To get to you, to get to you
To get to you
Maybe tomorrow there will be no sorrow (no more)
At your door (your door)
Maybe I'm wrong, to write you this song
With expectations of our relationship
What happened to us
Where's my need to cuss?
Where’d it all turn around?
And how do I fix this? How do I fix this?
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5. |
Her
03:01
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Blonde hair blue eyes yeah I found her
I don't think I could've waited longer
Her rosy cheeks they settle me
And I think they're making me stronger
Black shirt blue jeans I'm not talking about the pants
In that dress, she really knows how to dance
White hat gray shoes I think they're vans
Maybe would make some dinner plans
Blonde hair blue eyes I don't care what anyone else thinks
About her, about her
Yeah you know this song was written for her
You know that I adore her
Adore her
Punk shirts punk bands
Shes in the front row
But will she be at my show
Is there a way to tell I don't know
At least she keeps me on the down low
Blonde hair blue eyes I don't care what anyone else thinks
About her, about her
Yeah you know this song was written for her
You know that I adore her
Adore her
She said to me, I beg you please, come back to me
Come back to me
She said to me, I’m what you need, to cure the pain and make believe
Blonde hair blue eyes I don't care what anyone else thinks
About her, About her
Yeah you know this song was written for her
You know that I adore her
Adore her
Blonde hair blue eyes I don't care what anyone else thinks
About her, about her
Yeah you know this song was written for her
You know that I adore her
Adore her
Blonde hair blue eyes I don't care what anyone else thinks
About her,
I adore her
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