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Fresh Wound
03:14
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I'm not gonna throw you under the bus yet
It just doesn't seem like the right thing to do
There were those before, who needed to know the score
But you... you're my fresh wound
You're my fresh wound
Bright red and dripping
There's a trail of blood behind me
You could follow it back to the point of the attack
But you won't get that suggestion from me
You're my fresh wound
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The Day We Met
03:13
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You didn't think that I had a shot
I couldn't tell if you were joking or not
It's funny how these little things are the signs
It's funny now, it wasn't funny at the time
I can't remember a single thing you said
On the day we met on how you lost a bet
Oh on the day we met
And I can't remember a single thing you said
On what was in your head
Oh on the day we met
Let's call it amnesia so I don't have to explain
All the reasons I have for leaving this place
My time was up and I could taste the disdain
I can already tell I'm forgetting your face
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Good Day
02:30
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I've been sleepin in
The last eight years of my life
Since I graduated high school
When I tried to say goodbye
I can tell you today's not a good day
to be me, or be around me
These moods come and go
But I've got nothing to show
For the work that I've put in
Cause I quit before I'm finished
I can tell you today's not a good day
to be me, or be around me
I've got a short fuse
I've got no refuge
From all the misuse
Of all the time I have
I can tell you today's not a good day
to be me; to be around me
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Dead End
03:30
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What a way to start the week
It's just another day for the meek
And I don't know what's wrong with me
I'm just so tired of these factories
I'll work my life away
Just so I can get paid
Spending all my time with nothing to show
I know everyone's the same
I'm not special, I'm not different
But I can't help but feel relief
Every time I up and leave
I'll work my life away
Just so I can get paid
Spending all my time with nothin to show
Take my back to simpler days
When I was a kid and it was easy
I know it's too early to complain
But I'm startin to see the pattern in the seasons
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End All
03:08
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There's this side of me that had to go
All alone it took over control
Now I captain my own ship
Lost in fighting with my mind
Wasting little parts of my time
I just have to get a hold of myself
Take my hand
Trust my plan
I can get us out of here
I can take us anywhere that you wanna go
Where do you wanna go?
Leave it on the page just write it down
It feels better to get it out
In my mind I see things twisted
I'm afraid there'll be an end all
And I'm sure that we can't fix it
I am running out of options
Take my hand
Trust my plan
I can get us out of here
I can take us anywhere that you wanna go
Where do you wanna go?
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Solo project of ever evolving musical taste that always return to some form of rock n roll pop.
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