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Live Like Lovers
02:57
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Want to
Wanted to tell you but now, now no fucking way
I see through
Ideals I've built up around that just aren't really you
Fake it
Have I made it yet? I cant't take it anymore
Wasted
A lot of your time and all I'd want spent with you
Came to a conclusion this time
It's not a second guess
Sometimes you know just when it's best to call it quits
Of course about those nights we never will forget
Even at the time I knew what it had meant
Though I may never see you ever again
Could have only made sense then and only then
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Call me a creature of habit
But I wanna do it exactly like we did it last time
I put the mask on like this
I will see your pretty face when we do it next time
Don't die on me
How many palpitations will it take to keep you breathing?
Keep crying on me
If it means that you can keep living
And a better life I'll promise you
And if it makes you sick now
Getting out's gonna be a fuckin bitch now
A tried patience crushes all attempts at empathy
Put up against a resistance
(I gotta simple past, this's my simple song, and if you know it well, hell you cans sing along)
So cut the bullshit you're back on
I would hate to see you assassinate your character like that
Call me names with the ski mask on
I could only smile and say "I love you, too" right back
And if it makes you sick now
See how I get off this bottle of liq now
Oh it's lit now
Don't give a shit now
Got bones to pick now
Throwin a fit now
A tried patience crushes all attempts at empathy
Put up against a resistance
So many cases where I could have leant more sympathy
I though we were supposed to distance
(Goal is the only thing in my SIGHT with the ski mask on)
Take me there in a beanbag chair
The many other times we'll have to do it just right
These masks aren't just for my sake
I just could never have you see me like that
Call me a creature of habit
But I wanna do it exactly like we did it last time
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3. |
The Expendables
02:46
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As hard as it is
It'll never be this easy again
You can't tell me otherwise
You wanted me to decide
Under everyone's nose
Who knows how heavy we can breathe
No one would care, i suppose
you can take it from me
Why did you want me at all?
Not here to take your fall
Just tell me and I'll wait for you
Everywhere I go
I can't not see us laughing there
I pretend to be
Believe you when you say you care
Couldn't be dishonest with you
Even though I may need to
And now it's nothing at all
Not here to take your fall
What's the point of waiting for you?
Why did you want me at all
Taking another fall
Once again I wait for you
You say you can't decide
But still you ask of mine
So I can't help but wait for you
Can't tell me otherwise
Lust as love disguised
You'll find someone as expendable as I
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4. |
Ski Mask Dub
03:01
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5. |
Posted
01:57
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Can I go over with you?
I got no other excuse
Other than "I like you"
I need a bud light
And a kiss
Both or one from you
You don't deserve this
This disservice
Of fools not knowing right away, your worth
I won't waste your time
If that's what it is to you
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6. |
Good New Days
06:36
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I know why you came
And I'm feeling the same
May not or maybe safe
To be less far away
Most say we're so far away from the good new days
But some way, we're closer today to the good new days
Think of other ways
To keep from scrolling in the dark
Let us catch a break
See if we're still fine tomorrow
Most say we're so far away from the good new days
But some way, we're closer today to the good new days
Most say we're so far away from the good new days
But some way, we're closer today to the good new days
Most say we're so far away from the good old days
But some way, we're closer today to the good new days
Here's to the good new days
Here's to the good new days
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7. |
Grandish Gesture
02:58
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You're right I'm just fine
On my two knees if only for the gesture
Put our love in a hearse this time
Just one more chance I know I'll do it better
If I could just press rewind
Same thing, just move around some words and letters
Swear I'll get you back next time
Just hit me up after this whole whatever
Talking to you cause I got nothing to do
And I know your phone is close just like the rest of us too
So don't be afraid to keep your people at bay
Just cause they already have don't mean we need to throw our best years away
Just take your sweet time
Cause we haven't had it in like forever
Maybe I crossed a line
But if you wanna talk that's always cool no pressure
Talking to you cause I got nothing to do
And I know your phone is close just like the rest of us too
So don't be afraid to keep your people at bay
Just cause they already have don't mean we need to throw our best years away
Maybe it's less than fine
I thought it would come off as a grand-ish gesture
Swear I'll get you back next time
Just one more chance I know I'll do it better
Talking to you cause I got nothing to do
And I know your phone is close just like the rest of us too
So don't be afraid to keep your people at bay
Just cause they already have don't mean we need to throw our best years away
(I can't help but say what you already knew)
(You can't tell me it's alright)
(I can't help but say what you already knew)
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8. |
Beep TV
00:43
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Beep 2020 BEEYOTCH
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9. |
Take A Fall
05:39
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10. |
Cool Heavy
02:52
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