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Abused Gardener
04:00
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Mama is home and she's carrying her comb
Til they start sending out a warrant
She wants to be warm where the summers are born
And the leaves don't have to flourish
Saw them he goes I invented he knows
But I won't tell him he's shot out and
All this time I wasted watching the tastes change
Tastes change all the time
And every torrent wastes my time
And I don't know why I'm just sitting here
And every local band is alright
sike
I am the eye and I'll tell you you'll die
If you don't take no for an answer
Come back home where she's constantly stoned
And abusive to her gardener
Needs n speeches and friends r leaches
n Peakin' in highschool files fiLes FILes FILES
"Heaven n Hell meet me right in the middle"
Jenna don't sue me thx//
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2. |
Ritual
01:42
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3. |
I'm a Ghost
03:01
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I'm a ghost not a system
Leave it for your mechanism
Walk you on to stem the shakedowns
Insane rain you'll always notice
I don't wanna say I'm racing
I don't wanna waste your time
I don't wanna stay impatient and jealous
Make a toast inner prism
Leave it for your mechanism
Stock them all with lives that hallmark
Base it on the dreams you hope for
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4. |
Tie Rod
02:24
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If I knew how to be then I would
Charge you time just for free like I should
Invent a new mind space and time laundry
I never feel lost only find pedigree
And the summer was just alright
Nothing was left behind in my mind
If I knew what to be then I would
Forge a smile kiss for free like I should
A literal mind no degree feels so good
Break my charts hold my line it's sooo GOOD
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5. |
Big Meadow
03:09
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If I ran off somewhere new
Would I wanna see that view
I would never see it coming til I'd gone
If I ran away with you
Would you've wanted something new
Instead I'd fall in then I'm gone
See you there to pick up where I've been
It just keeps me hangin on until I've seen all that I can
And I'll never worry again
Driving onto a suit to do you in
Would you happen to be cool if I never went to school
It's hard if you didn't want to answer wrong
The rabbits on the run I can tell time from the sun
I'm hollow and I also speak in tongues
Seen the bears n listened to sum bands it just keeps me hangin on until I've wished away my hands and
I promise I'll never worry again
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6. |
Window
03:19
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When there's no more left
Face the floor and kiss my head
Something never meant
Wasted more and feels like dread
Songs we'll never send
Fills my wall and you are red
But I am never set, I'm thunder
When there's no more left
Face the floor and kiss my head
Songs we'll never send hurts me more than paying rent
Calls that never end
Maybe I won't waste my breath
Never miss your chance
It's longer
In my home is my window it's so worn
But I know it's my heart that is so sore
I get so low but it's my window that I know
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7. |
Lullaby
03:15
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8. |
Where I Stay
03:26
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You see my empty room
The one inside the zoo
The only thing that hasn't given me space
I'm stealin' oracles I'm lackadaisical
I'm using open tones with not much to say
I'm not a person I'm just learnin' your favorite game
I see your bedroom it's so stoic but it's not the same
It's not my choice what I take and every night I feel like it's never straight
Because I don't care where I stay
Jump out of store reports
Sometimes I close the door
And when your spirits up it's not in good faith
She plays like Eragol her lungs are spherical
And I'm not eatin' much/go out these days
I'm not a person I'm just learnin' your favorite game
I'm not abundant you gotta learn it but it's not the same
It's not my choice what I take and every night I feel like you're on the brink
Because I don't care where I stay
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