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Get My Act Together
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The kids that I went to school with are all getting engaged and I’m still having trouble getting out of bed everyday. And I’m always late for work, I never answer my phone, and I’m afraid that I am destined to die alone.
I used to take pride in my intellect - I thought that I was brimming with knowledge - but now I see I’m far too dumb and poor to ever attend college. But I still have aspirations and I still love to dream! And I hope I’m not as hopeless as I seem
when I’m not brilliant and I’m not colorful - and I am hardly an artist. But if there’s one thing that I know that I’m good at, it's complaining. And with every second that I choose to waste, my life is fading. I need to stop sleeping in past noon. I hope I get my act together soon.
When I was younger I dreamt of adulthood and I hope this isn’t it, because now I’ve been around over twenty years and I still haven’t found a place I fit. It's hard to go out and meet new people when my anxiety makes me stay. But that's alright, I wouldn’t have anything to say anyway.
But I’m blessed to have such fucking awesome friends who don’t get bothered a bit - but I’m afraid that one day they’ll have enough and stop putting up with my shit. Shit!
It doesn't surprise me that I’m this lonely when I’m not the person that I want to be. And yet, I criticize everyone around me.
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I never had the thought that aging was synonymous with losing touch with the world I thought i understood, but had I had the thought I might have been prepared and had less of a rough transition to adulthood.
I’m consistently and constantly reminded that I’m not progressing at the same rate as all of my peers, and in a decade having an epiphany that I wasted all of my time is one of my biggest fears.
Why am I always dissatisfied? Everybody’s growing up and nothing is the same. And if I want to be happy, then something has got to change.
Life is inconsistent; adaptation's key.
And if change is essential, the change must come from me.
I am still coming to terms to the fact that nothing in my life is like how it used to be, but someday I want to be like everybody I know and learn how to assimilate much more easily.
I don’t want to be this miserable my whole life.
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She Came
03:20
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It's summer time and still proving not that easy ever to get along
You said the stress would dissipate but it still is going strong
How am I supposed to walk away when you say that you need me?
How am I supposed to walk away as you stand there yelling?
I'm so sick and tired of always saying "I'm sorry" because I'm not!
I need to know should I go?
'cause I don't think that I can take this place anymore
When the sun shines you can always find a way to put clouds in the sky
I just want to enjoy the weather but you want to stay inside
How am I supposed to feel the same when you've changed not for the best?
How am I supposed to walk away with these emotions on my chest?
I'm so sick and tired of always saying "it's okay" because it's not!
I need to know should I go?
'cause I don't think that I can take this place anymore
'cause when I'm stuck in neutral, I'd rather just explode
'causeI know what I want in this life so you've got to let me go
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I'm not sure how it came to be - how I got this anxiety, but it consumes me and everything that I do. And it's getting worse with age, and nothing seems to assuage the suffocating, but I'm going to find a way to cut through.
I want to keep in touch with my friends. I want to fall in love again, but I can't from inside my room. I don't want to spend my life in bed,
I just need to get out of my head and stop criticizing everything that I do.
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Dust
04:23
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There is something settling in the corner of the room that I live in
Because the earth that gave birth to me is pulling down on my skin
And it gathers while I burn my candle and I cherish memories
But all the while I am unaware I'm losing parts of me
But what can you do?
It comes from you and it's seen by naked eye
We cover everything until the day we die
We don't know when we're due
Our days are few
We're running out of time
So we could turn back now, but why would we want to hide?
I should be living in the moment - treating it like it's my last
I know I want to, but I never see it though
I should be living in the moment - stop thinking about the past
I should've done the same thing when I was with you
The weight of knowing the cells are finite
is much to bear for the human brain
But why obsess over faults and fears
when there's nothing there to gain?
So let us be children moving forward,
for what is life if it's not a game?
And when it ends - if I have regrets, then I'm the one to blame
I should be living in the moment - treating it like it's my last
I know I want to, but I never see it though
I should be living in the moment - stop thinking about the past
I should've done the same thing when I was with you
I should be living in the moment - loosen up and just relax
Because one day, death'll be knocking at my door
And if I lived every moment, treated them like they're my last,
then everything was worth fighting for
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Singing Me to Sleep
03:49
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Hey weightless life perched right above me, do you not fear falling out of that tree? Such slight frame, but full of grace: the fearless life of an aerial ace. How do you commit? How do you trust yourself? How do you succeed without any help? You could lose everything in just one go, how do you function if that's something that you know?
You move with such purpose. You've seen sights that I'll never see. You'll never go out of tune. You wake me up by singing me to sleep.
Hey flightless life resting just below me, I don't have your answers and I am sorry. You've assessed my life through a romanticized view, and your expectations are something I can't live up to. I wish that I didn't fly. I wish that I had a home. And I'm only self sufficient because I am always alone.
You want to do everything by yourself, but what I wouldn't give to have access to such help.
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Woo!
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I'm No Rebel
03:16
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I never thought that I'd be destined to be known as "just a man whose only significant trait is he is in a shitty band". And worse, it's all I talk about almost consistently. Hey, but it's the only thing I have slightly going for me. And I've never been the kind of guy to turn people's heads, and I think everything I make is mediocre at it's best. Though it's often reinforced this is what I should not pursue, I'm not trying to rebel, this is just what I like to do.
Oh I am no rebel wrapped in black, I'm more aftergreen (if even that). I'm not worth shit, but that's okay. Because, in truth, I wouldn't have things any other way and there's nothing more that I'd want to say.
I used to think that it was special, but by now I understand that there is nothing unique about being in a shitty band. Still, I will put in the effort in hope of things to come so I can prove to myself and my friends that it can still be done. Why can't I inspire with each word? Why do I have to try so hard to be heard?
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Scott Roach
02:21
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Cockroaches at work, don't tell the manager!
Clean up the food that we don't see so they will have nothing to eat, and the hope is this will drive them away.
But they shouldn't be here in the first place! I thought this was a safe space that I could go about doing my job.
But now there's cockroaches at work, oh baby! Cockroaches at work, my honey. Cockroaches at work, don't tell the manager.
They're in the food! They're in the halls! They're everywhere! They don't care at all! They're in the food! I think I'm losing my mind all the time!
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Indie Rock Girl
03:31
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Well, I met her at an indie rock show. She was standing close right behind me, and she was there all alone so she was on her phone. I made her smile a couple of times, and I thought that maybe she was into me. Maybe this girl's the one and this is meant to be.
Outside of my league, I am not that attractive - and it didn't help that I was stoned -but I hope that someday I'll get an indie rock girl to call my own.
Well, the main act was coming on soon; I knew I didn't have that much time, so I turned around and her eyes locked onto mine. (And she was fine!) One deep breath and I was straightforward. I proposed the question, "Are you single?". With a gorgeous grin, she politely uttered "No."
Okay, here we go!
As soon as the show was over she disappeared from my sight. And I never caught her name, but I know I won't forget that night.
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Over Again
04:17
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It caught me off-guard with the way that it crept upon me, and I had not prepared myself. It’s true. To most it’s not that hard, so why do I have difficulty keeping in touch and learning to follow through?
Oh, life is changing for me - where has the time gone? If I had the chance, I would do things over again.
Nearly impeded by the thought that I’d fail; I’ll try not to give into the fear
and maybe then things will be just fine. And though the train is set upon the right rail - and though I am getting by here - it doesn’t mean I long any less for that lost time
Oh, life keeps changing for me - where has the time gone? If I had the chance, I would do things over again
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Romantic Violence
05:33
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You asked to drive me home, my friend offered too
I wanted to be alone, to be alone with you
Making you uncomfortable, talking about your past to pass the time
Its not so terrible compared to mine
With my hand in my pocket and my heart on my sleeve
We pull up on my driveway, but I don’t want you to leave
I reach for your shoulder, and you close your eyes
You pull me closer, and your lips touch mine
Hearts beating, what will become of this?
I can hear you breathing, and it sounds a little like…
What a surprise, your body pressed against me
You cover your eyes cuz you don’t wanna know what I see
We move to the back of the car and shed whats left on our skin
I never thought we’d get this far, two strangers touching
This is my dad’s car, should we have gone this far?
Move to the floor, she screams for more
Come see me again. Can I come over?
Turn out the lights, lets be alone now
I cannot describe how much this means to me
We’re half asleep, my hand traces your body
You look up at me, searching for the opportunity to say that you love me
You’re nervous, I can tell
You asked me to stay with you, while I move on to somewhere else
A moment of silence, you took the words right from my tongue
Romantic violence, we fight because we’re young
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"Thank You."
00:58
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I've been waking up just a little later than I promised, but I have been vacuuming the cobwebs from the corners of my mind and I am on my way to having my act together. I'm going to start treating myself better. I know it's going to take a bit of time - I got time.
I need to stop getting consumed by everything that I do wrong. I haven't been here on earth for very long.
I believe in the lie that nothing I do will ever turn out right - but that's the kind of thinking that keeps me up at night, preventing me from sleep when I should just be resting my weary eyes. I'm doing fine!
I want to better myself but I get frustrated at how long I take. But I'm only human, I'm bound to make mistakes.
Maybe things aren't so bad after all.
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