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Weathered Skin
03:28
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She still keeps flowers by the stairs.
Like her father used to keep there.
And her mothers been distant ever since.
Every man she’s ever loved has made her pay for it with her own blood.
They play and prey on her insecurities.
And all she ever wanted was to hear them say.
I wish someone told you you were loved.
But it isn’t enough.
It was never enough.
He spends his days in discomfort.
Ridiculed and tortured.
Everyday down these halls gets tougher.
And he begins to think his days here are numbered.
He’s a quiet kid with his face in his books.
And all he ever wanted was to hear them say.
I wish someone told you you were tough.
But it isn’t enough.
It was never enough.
I wish I could take away this pain.
I wish I could make your strength remain.
Because I understand these thoughts will stay.
I just need you to know it’s okay.
It’s okay to feel alone.
It’s okay to be afraid.
You’re not the only one in the world who’s scared to say.
That everyday is a fight.
Wanting to end it each night.
I’m hoping that you choose to stay.
It’s okay to not be okay.
It’s okay.
I just need you to know it’s okay.
It’s okay to be afraid.
It’s okay to feel alone.
I know these feelings so well.
We’re fighting through the same hells.
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Framework
03:34
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You took the medicine you were told to do.
You watched the hands of the clock as they danced around the room.
You noticed shapes in the light
As they twirled and spun with the dust.
You watched the world we built slowly fade and rust.
And I can’t seem to walk away from your sleeping body as you lay.
There’s coffee stains on the end table.
It makes you shake, it makes you quake and feel unstable.
And I can’t seem to leave this place.
There’s too many memories left at stake.
Bending the edges of the pages of the stories we built together.
The spines are frayed and worn.
The paper’s miscolored.
And I thought I saw you standing there.
In the halls where we hung our love but it ended on the floor.
And I thought I saw you standing there
And I
I saw you there.
Your fingertips still smudge the frames
Of the times that we had together.
And I
I saw you there.
But I was wrong.
And everyday somebody new begins to forget about you.
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Distance
03:34
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I dug this hole deep enough.
Opened my ribs and showed you my love.
I put my head on your chest.
You climbed inside wrapped me up with your trust.
Now I’m starting to realize,
There’s a distance carved deep inside of your eyes.
So now you’re having a hard time
And this situation’s growing old.
There’s just some things I can’t take back.
Like all the things you say I lack.
Some things I hid that you found out.
Like all my fears and my self doubts.
No one’s ever made me feel so small like you.
But there’s just something in the way that you do.
There’s just something in the way that makes it
So I can’t let go of you.
Now I can’t let go of you.
There’s just some things I can’t take back.
Like all the things you say I lack.
Some things I hid that you found out.
Like all my fears and my self doubts.
Light my up like the pages of your diary.
The ones you wrote about us and all the things that you thought of me.
Like our moments and your memories.
When I was who you needed me to be.
When you’d sing to me on and on and on.
There’s just some things I can’t take back.
Like all the things you say I lack.
Some things I hid that you found out.
Like all my fears and my self doubts.
Sing to me.
Sing to me.
On and on and on.
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