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I wish that I could say, âIâm giving you my best.â
To the people that Iâm closest to this is my first collapse.
I spent the last few years trying to figure it out.
It left me hung up with lines like love first times, I hate the sound.
A sunny California has quaked to the rain,
sun is sleeping in the ocean with a novelty tee that reads,
âFuck the stars. You know who you are.â You know who you are.
I keep my head low but you mistook that for my eyes closed.
Eyes closed, and I canât stand this place that weâre from.
Take a shot and I canât stand these things that Iâve done.
Itâs all Iâve got.
The lonely writer writes himself to sleep tonight
and if he canât stay the same maybe youâre the one to blame.
Iâve seen everything I want inside of everything Iâm not,
inside a small northern town where sheâs too often found.
I keep my head low but you mistook that for my eyes closed.
Eyes closed, and Iâm not pulling my punches itâs just some nights I canât win.
Iâm now writing for closure and slowly learning to live and I canât stand this place that weâre from.
Take a shot and I canât stand these things that Iâve done. Itâs all Iâve got.
Fall asleep on the streets of the cities you love.
Fall asleep on the streets of the cities you love.
Fall asleep on the streets of the cities you love.
I keep my head low but you mistook that for my eyes closed.
Eyes closed, and Iâm not pulling my punches itâs just some nights I canât win.
Iâm now writing for closure and slowly learning to live and I canât stand this place that weâre from.
Take a shot and I canât stand these things that Iâve done.