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thank god for brollinger
03:07
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the hell in my head is leaking out thru the gaps of my crooked teeth
and i wish that i had some better skin, something to believe in
so what the hell am i supposed to do
when my organs burrow outwards
and fall right into you
do i accept the fact that ill always be fucking empty
a cavity you left me, guess ill sleep it off again
the lions on the beach i dont see them anymore
theyre gone like those summer nights we'd stay up past 4
in the morning just to see the sun rise over our heads
and in that moment i realized that the brightest thing in my life
would always be you
you carved your home in me
an imprint on my tongue
the valleys between my words
is a space you dont deserve
but youll always have
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I wish that you had stayed when i asked you to
i wish my lungs didnt hurt but they sure do
every time i breathe im reminded of
how none of this will ever work
ive been talking to molly
and i think im realizing
that nothing ever stays the same
no matter how bad you want it
not the way that your hand fits mine
not the way that our bodies intertwine
woven together like that cardigan
we found at that garage sale last summer
its a bummer, cuz you wont ever know
how much this means to me
there is no montauk just a repose
am i burying the ghost
as my nights spill into mornings
and i wake up fucking soaked
in everything i think i need
and all the people i miss the most
do you remember when we drove down glenlord
and as the sky lit up, i screamed out i love you
it turned out to be just snow lightning
but the sentiment remains the same
i think id rather die with you
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crab with knife
02:57
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ive been drinking too much, ive been thinking too much
about what you said to me and how we're all better without
put me down ive had enough
id like to say im happy, id beg to say im fine
id like to think youre with me, youre always in my mind
my morning sun is dead, is it just in my head
every breath that grips my chest
brings me no comfort for the end
my white flag is raised up high above the clouds
and ill drive my car right off the bluff by the grave
an anchor to my name
strings frayed with burnt tips
the weight of every thot
holding up the things ill miss
i fear what i have fucking lost
youll find me
right at the bottom of the lake
moving with the wake
if i wake up
with no sense of touch
ill know im gone
no matter how many times we sing soco
we cant stay eighteen forever
no matter how many times i tell you i love you
we cant stay here together
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I just wanna smoke some weed
i wanna lay in bed
i wanna forget all the bad parts of my head
cuz its so hard sometimes to think about you
empty out those swisher sweets
give me a sip of that lean
maybe someday i could be just like chris green
and i could sleep forever but its just not my scene
ill ride my skateboard into town
hope the summer comes quick so i can see you around
and all the friends ive missed since the new years came and went
its how you came and went
i dont wanna come over
i just wanna get over
that sinking feeling in my chest
when im puking out my guts in public bathrooms
oh god its just like highschool again
ill ride my skateboard into town
hope the summer comes quick so i can see you around
and you could tell me all about your college life
how youre so much happier now
well im glad you finally found the friends that are worth having in life
you still apologize way too often at night but i think its alright
ill ride my skateboard into town
hope the summer comes quick so i can see you around
and all the friends ive missed since the new years came and went
its how you came and went
and we can hang out just like we used to
listening to joyce and brand new
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Flight Patterns Ann Arbor, Michigan
Max - Vocals
Alex - guitar
June - guitar
Nik - drums
Jared - bass
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