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Ashtray
03:45
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Would you wanna know?
How I sleep
Levelheaded girl
Blend like sheep
Salt between my eyes
Help wash away
I feel you intertwined
It's every day
Turning knobs to find there you go
Turning knobs to find there you go
Locked me out of mind
Locked me out of mind
Cuts beneath my tongue
A troubled start
Ashtray in my lungs
You've run too far
Shadow all my thoughts
In every stare, and though your road's blocked
Still wish I'm there
Turning knobs to find there you go
Turning knobs to find there you go
Locked me out of mind
Locked me out of mind
Would you wanna know?
How I sleep
Levelheaded girl
Blend like sheep
Salt between my eyes
Help wash away
I feel you intertwined
It's every day
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2. |
Surprise
03:57
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Surprise, we're here
Out dry from the look in your eyes
Surprise, we're here
Hard to tell it's you in disguise
Surprise, we're here
Take you out beneath the moonlight
Surprise, we're here
Your face is matching all your white lies
Surprise, we're here
Faint expressions run down your cold spine
Surprise, we're here
Bet your wise cracks won't help you this time
Surprise, we're here
Rather than bottle up just unwind
Surprise, we're here
Never the one to take some advice
If you didn't want to
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3. |
Only Ones Awake
05:29
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Been a while since I've heard your name
Still chills my body to know you're in pain
If that's the case why am I bitter and carefree?
This is old and I've forgotten honestly
How would I begin to explain?
Too much time has passed to keep at this game
My thoughts begin to consume sleep
They hold me down, and that's something I don't need
You don't need
It's hard to say when we lie awake
Can you feel me motioning towards you?
It's hard to say when we lie awake
It's hard to say
Not knowing when to walk away was a problem we shared, and there were always feelings to spare
In reality you can't feel my truth through song so if you want me to I'll be here until dawn
Still would I shy away or treat you unfair
Friends can be friends as long as there's nothing there
For old time's sake I hope we get along Just to catch up
I'll try not to ramble on I ramble on
It's hard to say when we lie awake
Can you feel me motioning towards you?
It's hard to say when we lie awake
It's hard to say
Before you break me down
Make sure we're lost in sound
It's been a while since I've heard your name
Still chills my body to know you're in pain, in pain
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4. |
Red Eyes
05:25
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I'm visiting the clouds again
Coming back, no thought of when
Why should I change?
Why do I have to be mean?
I'm building houses on clouds
Somewhere to live if I'm allowed
If I'm so strange why do I ask to be seen?
You like when I have slowed my speed I like when we, I like when we...
You like when I've outgrown my greed I like when we, I like when we...
You like when I have shown my needs I like when we, I like when...
If you let me
I've visited the clouds at last
Going back no longer stands
I've built few houses on clouds
Now my egos live all around
You like when I have slowed my speed I like when you're shook up once you reject me
My red eyes, they're unkind
My red eyes, they'll unwind
The skies blinds gon' shine a light
Might find me with the night
My red eyes see black and white
My mind shames up my life
My red eyes see black and white
My mind, you'll find I'll crime, with my...
Your lies I'll spy with my red eyes
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In Viridian San Diego, California
Nick Brandon Arturo Dimitri and Nicolas. Punk/alternative rock from Palm Springs California.
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