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don't give up now (2014)don't give up now
i keep listening in hope you'd respond, i wrote a mental note when i knew you could not comprehend, all the ways i said i can not cope don't give up now, i was startled by what you've been through don't give up now, i just started believing in you if i loosen these knots with more words, i get scared i might sever and fade and right now i feel safer unheard, more secure that i won't feel betrayed don't give up now, i was startled by what you've been through don't give up now, i just started believing in you i can not cheat what you want me to be, I am so distant from the person you see and i am too afraid to own what you find, when you dig at my core expect me hide don't give up now, after all of the ways you cut through don't give up now, you've just started accepting the truth reckon i finally understand, now i can admit when it got that bad with at least a little more help, you know i will find my way back so i won't give up now, after all the pain i got through i won't give up now, i just started receiving you i won't give up now that the darkness is losing it's hue i didn't know what it would take, but you're the rule i'll never break, i always believed i was not really strong, but now i am convinced i must be wrong i am finished with doubt, i'm gonna persist, so everyday i fight and resist words are just air and air moves on, i just want to live the light before it's gone |
a sensitive one
hope lets you down not a question of once maybe you will find love it's a hundred to one time lets you down and i know this 'cause i hid my whole life i'm a sensitive one now i can't give to anyone, but I still grieve for everyone you think it will be over if you work hard all day, but it's waiting when you're alone and i missed you once, hiding in my head i'm a sensitive one i may be easy to love but i'll make your like hell i'll keep you around i'm a sensitive one but i give doubt to everyone, i'm like a loaded gun |
an ashen hue
open the coldest ocean this creek has ever filled with old weeds so diseasing and far too damaged for you old man broken down now it's easy to see the raven at its coldest, the oldest sun to you an ashen hue |
scrapbook #12 sensitive (2012)
this man is a ghost
you feel the room disappear when i play you a sad new love song keep your hands down you see the moment slip as you feel me casting my eyes on keep your hands down i'm built on hollow lines, and i can tell you're giving the most i'm taking every chance, but leaving you with enough of a taste you'll take the romance, when i'm gone you're an emptier space i've got warm eyes, deep inside this man is a ghost we take a berlin trip and you marvel at curtains in irons keep your hands down i'm built on hollow lies, and I can tell youre giving the most i'm taking my sweet time, but leaving you with enough of a taste you'll take the romance, when i'm gone you're an emptier space I've got warm hands, deep inside this man is a ghost i can - i sure can manage you, i can - i sure can damage you, i can - i sure can lie to you it will freeze my bones if i let it, i burn the truth now i can forget it, i won't stop now and if you feel my heart's not in it, I will lead your hand back to it, i won't stop now i'll keep you close keep your hands down |
what's wrong
i didn't get your call my phones dead i've been out on the rum with captain at least you know now that i'm home i had to walk my wallet's been stolen i am too tired now can we talk it out over another weekend what's wrong? i can't believe that you're still upset she's just a girl i go to lunch with it doesn't mean a thing please let go of this passionate questioning what's wrong? |
i am constantly breaking down
soldiers break their own hearts when they collide with civilians in the old days we wouldn't break up when i was away for minutes i'm tired, and I didn't speak in time you're wise, i'm not the guy i used to be open hearts have limits, they start to weigh you said you could not lift what i put in it a better way than i could put it i am always breaking down i don't have the right tools now to fix myself i am constantly breaking down i don't have enough fuel to get back home to you |
a million failures
it was hard but i told you what i'm looking for but i noticed your eyes gone before i could tell you what i'm hiding from yeah I know you're the stronger one so i find ways and start to criticise when i'm too scared of letting you inside and we both know what we are thankful for but we don't start trying so i get you riled up, yeah i make it hard for you to stop and it becomes so much worse for both of us, that I know so I said "what are you looking for, I don't know what we're both standing here for" so you withdraw, you're voice echoes "let me go" so I let you go I can't stand it, so I start looking for, answers to everything you have asked for but it drags you down when all I can do is guess for you I should have known, you'd come home I should have known what you're looking for I should have known what i am standing here for I should have known you would always come home So i'll always be there for you, and I'll always be waiting for you a million failures away from you, but we're still at home |
don't criticise
don't emphasise all my current wrongs, don't desecrate all the beautiful songs let me amputate the part of love that drives, don't criticise before we have arrived you're heart will bring you, what you need to survive, i just hope it's identified try and understand things you already know, try and recognise the words you should let go 'cause i'm sure in the end, you won't need all the answers and if you lose friends, i think you wouldn't notice in the end i reckon you wouldn't care why in the end |
oxygen
you told me once you would never hurt me again you got it wrong every time i let you back in you couldn't lose when your eyes are wondering get what you want but nothing real from these men I always knew you could, but I don't know how you can look me in the face again when you come back flattering, sure i will forgive you again i'm dying but don't show a thing, in case you leave before we begin sure we can just be friends, keep the fever boiling within anger crawling under my skin, hate the way i let you win gotta get some oxygen, i never want to see you again gotta get some oxygen, i just can't forgive you again |
paperback
these foreign lines, are making good time, toward my eyes i taught myself to live this way, i place my hand next to your hand the best paperback writers couldn't find a way to unite us i need to believe in you again these foreign lines, are making good time, toward my eyes i taught myself to take a stand, so i place my hand next to your hand the best paperback writers couldn't find a way to unite us i need to believe in you again |
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