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i waited for you
there is a hole in my head
was i somehow mislead
the sentinel is dead
i am a cinder brick
sort of feel like a dick
was it too much to soon
was it too good to be true
hurt all around me i think that i am drowning there is
no time for excess, i am a boiling hot mess they say
that it is darkest before the light comes shining
but im still left here waiting and the light is still behind me
and you are the sunrise, you fill my head with sunlight
but i am feeling lowly, in your absence i am lonely
there are two ways that we could choose to go on about this
close your eyes or open them and embrace in his imminence
you were right all along
it's alright, i was wrong
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hot car
02:26
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is this going anywhere any time soon
do you have any idea what you're gonna do
and they never flat out ask what's wrong with you
maybe they oughta flat out ask, maybe i want them to
i am a baby in a hot car
i wanna know what it feels like to wanna feel better
i'm sick of making excuses, sick of the summer weather
i forgot something tonight, i'll remember tomorrow
i remembered that thing, alright? maybe i just like to wallow
i am a baby in a hot car,
don't break the window, don't take it too far
i am a baby in a hot car
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count yr lucky stars
03:34
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morning glory, tell a different kinda story today
im still a bastard lying in an empty pasture they say
i saw spinning lights from a local flight over milton last night
i saw you smiling, like a deer running from high beams, I felt alright
there is a pit in my chest which im forbidden from turning my head from
but when i felt your presence your soul was effervescent the pit was gone
and your composure gives me closure towards the things i am known to hide from
there is no story there's no glory just your way that your eyes glow in the sun
count your lucky stars, you will be there with time
i'm afraid to be happy but im not scared when your hand is mine
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i got a lot of shit i really oughta sort out
there is a lot of things i would feel better without
asking the same questions through a different lens
this place is different i miss my closest friend
excuses come soon as excuses go
there is nothing i could say that you don't already know
there is a broken lock on my bedroom door
everything of value strewn about the floor
and so this is not what i thought it would be
maybe the past was too current, now it's all lost on me
i got a lot of shit i really oughta sort out
there is a lot of things i would feel better without
asking the same questions through a different lens
this place is different i miss my closest friend
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in the wake of all this confusion i found myself in a deeper hole than i started in
i'm getting better i think i'm getting better i think i'm getting better i think i'm getting better i think
but what about you
i'm feeling kinda strange
an ensemble of things i cannot possibly explain
no one ever said
that this would be simple,
but it worked out simply in my head
i'm alright
in the wake of your sudden absence i've found myself pacing about the floor
i don't want you to feel trapped inside the contour of your college dorm
but what about you
i'm feeling kinda strange
an ensemble of things i cannot possibly explain
no one ever said
that this would be simple,
but it worked out simply in my head
i'm alright,
if you are too
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is there nice weather in baltimore
have you been good about doing your chores
i've gotten better about sleeping late
i am resigned to this mediocre fate
four in the morning
overblown storm warning
the wind is roaring
this job is boring
is there a house for you in baltimore
are you good about cleaning the floors
is there a welcome mat by your front door
do your neighbors have an eerie allure
four in the morning
overblowen stork warning
the wind is roaring
this job is boring
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faux real time
02:49
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slow burn at high altitudes
so sick of your attitude
and you know its not right, when will you draw the line
living through a side-view mirror, in faux real time
it's been two years since i fell in this well
your head chimes like a broken bell
repeat the wisdom of your youth until it starts to make sense
with all your aspiratins I found you skewered on the fence
and you know its not right, when will you draw the line
living through a side-view mirror, in faux real time
the steel is rusting on yr handcuffs
i don't know what difference it will make
fill yr casket with hydrangeas
i don't know what difference it will make
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the day is october 21st, 2018
i am sitting in the driveway in the front seat of this weary machine
i know i've got somewhere to be
the day is october 21st, 2018
my contents are strewn about the ground like i'm a broken change machine
i know that you're a part of me
the sentinel lied to me
when he said i got nowhere better to be
the day is october 21st, 2018
i am sitting in the driveway in the front seat of this weary machine
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caesar nixon recommends:
Basement Demo
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