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Better Than Me
04:10
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I'd probably scream if you told me you loved me.
because I'm becoming everything that I hate, fighting the thoughts in my head that keep me awake and,
I See the glass as half empty even as I'm waking up.
I've been slowing down on my breathing not trying to catch up.
So is this a dream, or is this reality?
In a thousand years, I never thought you'd mean this much to me.
But there's not much I believe in anymore.
Just the blind leading the blind until they find an open door.
(So what's all this for)
I wonder how often I cross your mind, and all the thoughts you get down compare them to mine. I can point out every flaw in me that you don't even realize.
When you find what you want then you'll know and that makes sense to me.
But truth is you've been in my head every night this god damn week.
I've been Missing all your songs.
The whole time thought I was wrong.
I gave my heart away to be broken all along.
There's nothing to feel what's there to touch?
It isn't much but oh god it's enough.
I wonder how often I cross your mind, and all the thoughts you get down compare them to mine. I can point out every flaw in me that you don't even realize. I wonder how often I wasted space, all the good things about me can be erased. Cause truth is I knew you were gone from the moment I met you.
High in the sky or passed out on the floor,
(Life really came full circle)
we're on the run and I don't care what's in store.
(I think I saw this in a dream)
I wonder how often I cross your mind, and all the thoughts you get down compare them to mine. I can point out every flaw in me that you don't even realize.
I'd probably scream If you told me you loved me.
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N.Y.C.
03:30
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VERSE 1
In midtown zephyrs
In a hotel room
Lit by a lamp
Maybe two
You say you love
To watch people age
Not a photographic lover
You're a cup of sage
On a bridge in summer
The town's namesake
Symmetric lovers
Looking to bathe
I run the water
And you disrobe
The voice of a raven
And eyes like home
VERSE 2
You're playing games on
Your telephone
You say I look like
I'm searching almost
And you continue saying
There's many means to an end
Though I think I've found mine
You still love that
Poetically searching the words started churning, I opened my eyes like I knew I'd be happy. Your hand in my hand and your hair on you face brushed behind your ear my hearts beginning to race.
On a springtime drive by
I call your phone
To say i love you
Though I don't know
When we can water
These seeds we've sown
And reap the harvest
Of all that's grown
CHORUS
The sun will always follow
And the waves replace the sand
When the forest became barren
Fire cleansed and birthed again
CHORUS 2
My heart is always hollow
But you're slowly moving in
You put your books on the mantle
We could never leave this den (this is where we begin)
BRIDGE:
NYC or Pittsburgh
Scrubs or IASIP
If you are with me
It's the place to be
And we always come back
To where we were
To try and play it
How it was first heard
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3. |
I'm Sorry, I'm Trying.
04:35
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Well I'd get up to cook you breakfast, but it's two o'clock and you're not around.
So I'll sit in bed and listen, to what the rain says as it all falls down.
Can you say with confidence that you love harder than love shown to you?
Or have you lost time in the dance? you can't keep up and you're falling through.
And I've been falling forever they say that it will get better and I'm still waiting for that time to come.
But the air it gets thinner my cheeks turn red as a sinner and salvation for the soul bankrupt.
Take a look in the mirror.
Are you really much better?
Do you think you deserve her?
Are you birds of a feather?
She should probably replace you with a capital letter.
You can't just leave her so naked and untethered.
And I've been falling forever they say that it will get better and I'm still waiting for that time to come.
But the air it gets thinner my cheeks turn red as a sinner and salvation for the soul bankrupt.
And I've been falling forever they say that it will get better and I'm still waiting for that time to come.
But the air it gets thinner my cheeks turn red as a sinner and salvation for the soul bankrupt but I'm no quitter.
I've been falling.
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4. |
Thicker Skin
04:08
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(Recalling what I can't miss.)
(Everything that I miss about this.)
I've been struggling giving up thoughts of you on nights like these.
Listening to all The Killers songs, and trying to sing along with you without embarrassing myself.
This is a cry from the cutter.
Handwritten notes to my mother.
"I'm stuck thinking I can't live without her."
"Giving up all the long trips, your sad excuse of a friendship."
"Truth is you never wanted this in the end"
Recalling what I can't miss, everything that I miss about this.
Like the time that we first kissed talking about Blair Witch, and I'd be an idiot. if I turned a blind eye to every time I can't hide from you. 'Cause it hurts to see your face.
But I'm sentimental 'cause I fucking miss you
I guess I'm sentimental 'cause I fucking miss you.
(And I'd be an idiot)
If I turned a blind eye.
Stuck running and I can't hide.
Well if yu want the truth man, the only person I can't stand is me.
Give up on you 'cause why the fuck would you want me?
This is a cry from the cutter.
cliches we told one another, Pat I sware that everything's okay.
Sick of believing in bullshit, you're fine, ya trust me I heard it.
Starting to come face to face your time with me was probably a waste.
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Something beautiful that I have yet to feel.
Leave your mark on the world, so tangible and real.
Think I've come closer than my brother ever has.
Man, I would love to be like my mom & dad.
Well I came close once
Out of (Wedlock), with the woman, it should be.
The wrong verse, in the right song
It will be what it will be
Your body's glowing.
And it's exposing every light.
And I'm just hoping.
That you'll be safe and warm at night.
Can we stop quick for milkshakes and make it back?
so you can tell me so calmly the hauntings you don't lack.
And we can check around throughout town if it's something you won't regret. To getting cheap bouquets, and wearing coffee stains with people we never met
Your body's glowing.
And it's exposing every light.
And I'm just hoping.
That you'll be safe and warm at night.
Slow down you'd got so much time to do all thats undone, to right your wrongs.
Speak low because if plans are known to those with sunken hearts they will fall apart.
Your body's glowing.
And it's exposing every light.
And I'm just hoping.
That you'll be safe and warm at night.
Your body's glowing.
(Your body's glowing)
And it's exposing every light.
And I'm just hoping.
(And I'm just hoping)
That you'll be safe and warm at night.
I'm overdosing.
(I'm overdosing)
On dharma chosen for this time.
It's overloading.
(It's overloading)
But I think that I'll be fine.
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6. |
It Is
01:20
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I watched a light burn out from Chicago, I'm still 20 miles out from home.
Maybe if I gave my love away I'd be happy bur I wouldn't know.
'Cause everyday got a little worse, the scars on my shoulders reflect where I went first but I,
I was just trying to feel something right.
I thought open your eyes man you have what you wanted.
I learned to open my heart up it might be unwanted.
It's better than finding myself in a coffin, unrequited love hurts a lot more I tried it
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7. |
And That's All
02:46
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And so we go.
(Go)
Back to where we feel at home, wandering through sleet and snow on all the back roads.
But can I watch?
When your face lights up the dark, and fireworks begin to start deep down in my heart.
I never thought I would make it this far.
Never thought that I could compare you to a work of art.
I can't see the colors you're made out to be.
But I take pride in dreaming in all the colors you describe to me.
Stuck in love with someone who I never see.
Guess I'm the shit-head I'm made out to be.
I went back to bed cause the mirrors just a little too honest for me this weak.
'Cause I lost my heart from falling apart, and I'm tired of laying awake in the dark. At war with a ceiling all I'll ever be. Is this the person who I want to be?
All my time spent in my room would be time better spent with you.
All the time spent thinking I should die, or I need more meaning in my life.
Will bring me right back to where I've been.
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The Spectators Cleveland, Ohio
The Music is Free.
The Costs are Not.
Anything Helps.
Photos by: Sean O'Day
The Spectators are:
Joshua Jones
Michael Taddeo
Patrick Farmer
& JJ Frederico
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