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Karlsville
03:01
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Going up, down, left and right
And im sleeping on the roof tonight
Steps are step, so watch your feet
And im hangin on for dear life
We pop a top laugh
Hold on to forever
We know it won’t last
And now it’s sour
I don’t mind ya walkin right by me
Smile on command and turn away shyly
I am fear, and you are composure
Story of my life, the ballad of a loner
Step and squeeze, dont mind me please, I’m on a highway to the door.
Step and squeeze don’t mind me please, can’t take much more
We pop a top laugh
Hold on to forever
We know it won’t last
And now it’s sour
I don’t mind ya walkin right by me
Smile on command and turn away shyly
I am fear, and you are composure
Story of my life, the ballad of a loner
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Rustic Water Fountain
02:52
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I like when it’s dark outside
The thought of being alive subsides
I can relax and just be me
Whatever version of me that might be
Tried and true, contrived and crazy
Keeping up with mistakes we’re making
Maybe you can help me
I’m tripping over anthills that feel like mountains
I’m tired of drinking from rustic water fountains
I tried to pick up the heat but
I got stuck to my seat and
Would ya look at that, oh i gotta go
Could ya tell me which way the river flows
I like when it’s dark outside
The thought of being alive subsides
I can relax and just be me
Whatever version of me that might be
Tried and true, contrived and crazy
Keeping up with mistakes we’re making
Maybe you can help me
I’m tripping over anthills that feel like mountains
I’m tired of drinking from rustic water fountains
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Plastic
03:59
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she's in the back wants to bug him bout something
he's in the front doing puzzles or something
i can hear it all through the floor boards
wanna sleep but, i wanna know more
i wanna know it all, cause it sparks interest
you argue facts, i want opinions
about the memories, that we all mourn
you wanna keep em, but i don't want em anymore
and we're two peas, on a log
shufflin songs on your old i-pod
it reminds us, of much simpler times
lots of reasons, that hardly ever rhyme
through the phone cracks, we'll build a compass
find out where last night dumped us
smoke and embers. busted bottle caps
i crack my knuckles where i felt the tension last
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Routine Days Logan, West Virginia
tan - vox, rgtar
gurt - solo gtar
avery - bass
chris - drums
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