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dear darling,
02:26
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dear darling, i hope you’re doing alright
I know it’s just another sunday night
And i know our demons like to stalk around
When the sun hides behind the ground
dear darling, things are gonna be fine
I’ve got your back, and I know you’ve got mine
the sun will creep up in the morning
and we’ll begin again to create our story
yeah, I know, we’re living in a battleground
and I know, that things are pretty scary now
but I know that we’re gonna make this somehow
keep both feet on the ground
it's only sundown
dear darling, I’m not feeling so good
I know i’ve done some things i shouldn’t have
forgive me, my demons said you’d stay the same
I’m insignificant, just another faceless name
dear darling, I’m feeling like a hypocrite
we promised that never would we ever quit
but we’re good, so good, cause we’re both alive
you're smiling, and it gives me the strength to fight
yeah, I know, we’re living in a battleground
and I know, that things are pretty scary now
but I know that we’re gonna make this somehow
keep both feet on the ground
it's only sundown
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2. |
fairytales
05:44
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we've all heard the story of the hero
lost in the dark and bleeding out
but she found a way to ride off in the sunset
where hope and trust cradled her fragile doubt
and the blood washed away down a clear blue stream
and they so believe if we wait a little longer
that dream will become a reality for me
but I stopped listening to make believe
when I learned pixie dust couldn't fix me
so give me a reason to try a little harder,
and motivation to run a little farther
cause everything I’ve been through seems to hint at my defeat
and give me a reason to push my every limit,
and help me up again when I just can’t win it
cause life was so much easier when Peter Pan could swoop through my window,
and whisk me off to Neverland where all my worries dared not go
but now I’m so much older, it seems pixie dust has lost its glow
and now I’m so much colder, when that second star doesn’t seem to show anymore
I become like a wounded animal,
frightened and defensive, when I'm upset
clawing and yelping my way through hardship,
sometimes it's days till I reset
make no sudden movements cause I might break
I've shattered thousands of pieces of myself, but I know
my heart can take a little more defeat
cause I stopped listening to make believe
when I learned pixie dust couldn't fix me
(chorus)
you can’t tell me things will change when I’m much older,
cause they say I’m a grown up now, and there’s an order
to follow that doesn’t call for childish beliefs
in faith, trust, pixie dust, and safety make believe
(chorus)
now I’m so much older, it seems pixie dust has lost its glow
and now I’m so much colder, cause that second star is not any home, anymore.
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3. |
alienation
02:13
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they wonder why you can't sleep at night
and what kind of thoughts fill you with fright
they'll never face dissension like you do
and that's a difficult truth to come to
until the world accepts your fate
and leaves you to rest a single day
we'll crawl across a cluttered floor
because our minds are not okay
the waves threaten to toss you out
your ears are filled with water and doubt
but still you struggle to come through
and that's no easy thing to do
the people shake their heads and sigh
and all ignore your deepest plight
but you stand up from the floor
although your mind is not okay
your legs will shake and you will fall
still you stand up and grasp the wall
and though you've managed quite the feat
the people seem to have fallen asleep
so there you stand in the dark
alone with your fragile heart
till you walk the cluttered floor
and do it all another day.
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4. |
fade
03:13
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I know I’m alone tonight, I know
I know I’m not doing this right, I know
it's killing you to see me like this, and it’s killing me
I know that the sun will rise, but I’m bleeding
and I’ve started to fade away
I’ve started to fade
and I’ve started to fade away
I’ve started to fade
and that’s okay
that's just fine with me
it's alright
because the end I see
is all mine
man-made calamity
that I find
I am destined to be, and
to fade away
I’ve started to fade
and I’ve started to fade away
I’ve started to fade
I can't sleep, instead I shake and cry
and defy the voice inside
that claims in order to survive
I must accept its vacant lies
I wonder why I choose at all
and if I’m simply going to fall
to fade away,
to fade
I’ve started to fade away
I’ve started to fade
it's killing you to see me like this, but it’s killing me
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5. |
soulmates
03:47
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broken pieces
of broken memories
of my broken self
susceptible to the tiniest things
make up my tattered self
my worn and torn body
ripped up and scarred
afraid no one can love me
and I hear it all the time,
swear you say it every night,
“I love you.”
and i know you mean it, really
but i find it so hard to believe
that you could love somebody
who never loves themselves
try to see it
what you see in me
but it’s empty inside
I’m not what you want me to be
try to face it
to heal and grow, for you, my dear
but it’s hard to heal when you can’t
bring yourself to face what got you here
(chorus)
and I swear, I’ve been searching for the heart of it
but it’s such a mess, my darling,
I’m afraid of simply falling into it headfirst
and I know you mean it when you say to me
that you’d never turn away from me,
but I’m afraid of shutting you out myself
(chorus)
and I hear it all the time,
swear you say it every night,
“I love you.”
and I know you know I try
to come to terms with all my sides,
because you love somebody
I know is worth loving
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6. |
going down
03:51
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if i duct tape my heart back into my chest,
do you think it would keep beating?
does it matter, all the words that i’m writing
if the screams i hear in my head have no meaning?
no rhyme or reason, just a shot in the dark
just a bullet, but it pierced my heart,
and now i’m bleeding.
don’t know who fired the shot, the source,
who to blame
i asked my Father what was up, and, well,
he gave me my name.
it’s going down now, save me.
it’s going down now, save me.
what do i have to say to anyone
that hasn’t been said?
i don’t see how my stolen thoughts
reworked for new songs will matter when i’m dead
I’m being polite, honestly
I could run these thieves for blood, but I won’t
cause I’m one of them, don’t you see?
who wrote this song at 1 AM? me.
it’s going down now, save me.
it’s going down now, save me.
i’m just spitting thoughts, nevermind the verses
i’m spilling my curses, turning ‘em into something worth it
cause i’ve spent too long silent,
idling and wasting precious time
i could’ve spent cleaning up act and my crazy mind
my thoughts explode like gunfire behind my eyes and I,
hear the shout ringing in my ears and up to the sky
it comes in bouts, sometimes it’s only a trace
just a hint of the fear, but it grabs a hold of the steering
wheel and veers off into a ditch
and there’s no air and you can’t see
beyond the darkness in your mind, and you can’t breathe,
but you say you’re fine, but you know it’s a lie
and if we’re being honest, you’ve never been further from fine
my mind’s stirred up, I’m all shook up,
I am not done creating things, portray me
as a creator all you like, but I’m just saying things
i’m flying too fast, do You think you’ll catch me now?
but i’m not flying, haven't been for some time now,
I’m spiraling, nosediving into You, and I’m down
it’s going down now, save me
it’s going down now, save me
it’s going down now, save me
it’s going down now, save.
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7. |
be mine
03:31
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i could start the car and drive away
pick a new name up along the way
but i'd let you weigh me down all the same
i could change my hair, i could change my clothes
pick a brand new style, put a ring through my nose
but you'd fester right through my heart anyway
i could shower ten times in a row
but your memory would never go
they said it'd take time to grow back my love
i'll clean you off my heart,
let the water break this shell apart
i'll wash you out of my mind,
think it's time i learned to be mine
if i could forget how you'd say my name
throw your face, your voice, every memory away
would i still think i'm always the one to blame?
maybe i'd scrub away your touch,
those secluded moments that were never enough,
would i still think i should've wanted you that way?
i'd rip shame off like an old band-aid
moments that taught me to be afraid
they said it'd take time to grow back my faith
(chorus)
you were never deserving of my heart
so i'm taking it back, and piecing together what you took apart
you were never deserving of my love
not that it was ever good enough
but it's good for me, and i think that's a start
(chorus x2)
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8. |
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pick up your breath off the bedside table
stumble across the bedroom floor
clip on your wings, they're fragile but able
to take you up into the sky and soar
don't be afraid if your wings start to waver
I will be there to catch you when you fall
honey, I know it's so easy to savor
in the fallout, rather than stand tall
failure's one flash of a moment in time
but you, dear, you're a butterfly
I will collect all the broken pieces
I am prepared to lift you off the ground
you see your wings torn down and unable,
I see your colors fluttering about
you're not the only one caught in the storm,
struggling endlessly against the wind
you're not the only one clinging to music
taking solace in a song, believe me, my friend
failure's one flash of a moment in time
but you and me, dear, we’re butterflies
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9. |
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if i duct tape my heart back into my chest,
do you think it would keep beating?
does it matter, all the words that i’m writing
if the screams i hear in my head have no meaning?
no rhyme or reason, just a shot in the dark
just a bullet, but it pierced my heart,
and now i’m bleeding.
don’t know who fired the shot, the source,
who to blame
i asked my Father what was up, and, well,
he gave me my name.
it’s going down now, save me.
it’s going down now, save me.
what do i have to say to anyone
that hasn’t been said?
i don’t see how my stolen thoughts
reworked for new songs will matter when i’m dead
I’m being polite, honestly
I could run these thieves for blood, but I won’t
cause I’m one of them, don’t you see?
who wrote this song at 1 AM? me.
it’s going down now, save me.
it’s going down now, save me.
i’m just spitting thoughts, nevermind the verses
i’m spilling my curses, turning ‘em into something worth it
cause i’ve spent too long silent,
idling and wasting precious time
i could’ve spent cleaning up act and my crazy mind
my thoughts explode like gunfire behind my eyes and I,
hear the shout ringing in my ears and up to the sky
it comes in bouts, sometimes it’s only a trace
just a hint of the fear, but it grabs a hold of the steering
wheel and veers off into a ditch
and there’s no air and you can’t see
beyond the darkness in your mind, and you can’t breathe,
but you say you’re fine, but you know it’s a lie
and if we’re being honest, you’ve never been further from fine
my mind’s stirred up, I’m all shook up,
I am not done creating things, portray me
as a creator all you like, but I’m just saying things
i’m flying too fast, do You think you’ll catch me now?
but i’m not flying, haven't been for some time now,
I’m spiraling, nosediving into You, and I’m down
it’s going down now, save me
it’s going down now, save me
it’s going down now, save me
it’s going down now, save.
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franklynn Phoenix, Arizona
sometimes i make music and then sometimes i also share it
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