1. |
coming of age
03:45
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run, run away
i've got places in mind
coming of age
soundtrack to my demise
i know you walk
with a certain demeanor
let me strip it down
i know you wanna fuck
in this parking lot
i'd say no if i could
i've been a smart girl
and a poor one
impulsive thoughts
and decisions
should i dry up all my love?
should i hang it up for fun?
should've worked on just myself
now i'm working on myself
i-i
circled the block
in search of the self i lost
sometime ago
i-i, i
thought i was solved
turned into a problem
turned into my father
don't feel insane
i'm sure i've been through it, too
when you call my name
electric feelings in the room
be kind and patient
love isn't waitin'
and neither will i
i wanna fuck
in the back of my car
i'd say no if i could
i've been a smart girl
and a poor one
impulsive thoughts
and decisions
should i dry up all my love?
should i hang it up for fun?
should've worked for just myself
now i'm working for myself
i-i
circled the block
in search of the self i lost
sometime ago
i-i, i
thought i was solved
turned into a problem
turned into my father
at least we agreed
to look for our heads
before all this happened
won't happen again
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2. |
heartbreakers
03:23
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it's late again
i'm getting bored
it's cold in here
i'll crawl into my skin
it's almost christmas
all your clothes were here
maybe i'll have an excuse
to see you
and one day
we could still be friends
you said to give it time
i feel like taking it
one step
day after day
fresh newborn bodies
trying to find their way
and who's to say that either of us were to blame
drove me up the wall and down and back again
sorry for the timing i was such a bore
broke my own heart when
i left it on your door
i would've
always loved you, of course
don't want to
beat a live horse
hopefully
we;re ready for the world
god knows i was burning
more than before
one chance
we let it slip away
not big on redemption
it fucks up everything
one thing
i won't forget
even when i was down
i gave the best
and who's to say that either of us were the same
drove me up the wall and down and back again
sorry for the asking i just needed more
broke my own heart when
i left it on your door
i've cried too many times
been walked on like a rug
i come from stardust
that's who the fuck i was
i am the universe
i know what i deserve
don't wast my fucking time
that shit is precious
and who's to say that either of us were to blame
drove me up the wall and down and back again
sorry for the timing i was such a bore
broke my own heart when
i left it on your door
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3. |
good4u
03:02
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what's it like to lose your friends
i've always wondered
i've got a feeling something's coming
oh, it's coming
i'll be stronger in the end
sharpest knife in the shed
i'm running out of edge
fuck around, fizzled out
the flame in my head
if you knew what was good for you
would you keep chasing life away
your parents love you like i do
hope it doesn't ache
if you knew what was good for you
would you love me the same
don't know me, babe
i'm not a savior
parked in your driveway
i don't wanna leave
i've got a feeling i'm loving
oh, i'm loving
we'll be happy in the end
like the stars always said
i'm crying on your bed
and somehow we figured out
we weren't meant for this
don't know me, babe
i'm my own savior
if you knew what was good for you
would you keep chasing life away
your parents love you like i do
hope it doesn't ache
if you knew what was good for you
would you love me the same
if you knew what was good for you
would you keep chasing life away
your parents love you like i do
hope it doesn't ache
if you knew what was good for you
would you love me the same
i think not
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4. |
unlucky
02:09
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5. |
all grown up
04:57
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the last thing i thought
a year from today
life's so easy
when you're sleeping it away
so what's the point
if i'm just annoyed
of this talking
can't keep up with this nonsense
people always thought i was nice
but what if i'm just dying in side
but that's okay
'cus high school isn't real anyway
and neither are my friends in class
they're good company
but only for the time being
and when i walk through the halls
hard to believe that i'm not dreaming
i'm late again
let's just pretend
i didn't sleep in
and when i leave
it will be felt
but never mentioned
i must admit
i kinda liked
all the attention
but living's getting expensive
my love's getting sparse
left all my feelings in my car
when i wake up
i remind myself
i know i can fake it
that's always easy
i'll find my calling
move out of the basement
i left myself in
fuck a small life
i'm making deposits
i'm making deposits
listenin' to my own conversations
hurt my feelings thinkin' of all the fake words
but that's okay
'cus i'll tire myself out anyways
when i was talking to my girl
that's the only time i felt any worth
but it got unhealthy
she was the only thing that helped me love
i give that shit out like it's nothing
and i felt something when she loved me
when she leaves
it's always felt
forever's not an option
i must admit
i still have to learn all my lessons
but friends are getting cheap
love is never free
left all my opinions in my teeth
but when i wake up
i remind myself
i know i can fake it
that's always easy
i'll find my calling
move out of the basement
i kept myself in
fuck a small life
i'm making deposits
i'm working to stay positive
i'm tryna be a good friend
not lose myself again
i'm making deposits
i'm making deposits
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