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Untitled Iii
01:39
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I hope that your crush texts you back
And I hope that that job calls you back
And I hope you don't miss it too bad
When you finally go back to where you're from
To be who you thought you could be when you were young
I hope that your crush texts you back
Even though you probably have better things to care about
And I know we get carried away
And we probably still have some talking to do
But right now I want to make these plans
And pretend like I know who I am
Or maybe you might text me back at the same time that I realize something about us
Maybe I'll go live alone and learn how to record
Or maybe I'll buy my first car and drive over to you
'cause right now I think you're everything I wanted when I was young
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And I feel your eyes on me
And it feels warm like the weight of my sore arms
And I want it to be cool but it won't
I remember how your eyes looked when I was honest
And you wanted to cry but you stayed strong
And I am well aware that I should probably keep this to myself
And I am probly not prepared for what I know your attention means to me
And I'm not worthless and I just need more time
With these people I can't look in the eyes
I remember how your eyes looked when I was honest
And you wanted to cry but you stayed strong
But I hope at least that we might be better friends
If I don't act like I need control of your side of things
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I wonder what adventures you've been going on these days without me
Even though mostly I can safely bet you're sitting at home
Calculate the distance between me and all existence
And divide it by my FitBit daily average 'cause I want to know
How long that it could be before... well--.
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My poems
01:48
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I wanna be catapulted into space in my favorite sweater
And see if it'll keep me warm
And teach me the meaning of solitude
And show me the infinity out there is greater than mine
I wanna go back to when I was twenty with you
And we were still real friends
And for Christmas you wrote poems on note cards
That I think I still have
I wanna go back to when twenty with you
And my poems didn't burn in stars.
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Track Vi
02:52
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Well no one ever says my name anymore
But I hardly hang out in groups, so what's the need?
I see you with your hands in your pockets
You had an open heart and then you locked it
Two or three years ago and I know this is getting old
And I try to read your face and your words that you write
And I save every picture you take
And I hate when people talk and assume I haven't changed
But I know I've changed--well, doesn't everybody get older?
And you see me with my hands in my jacket pockets
I see your broken heart and I want it
You watch me crying on the floor in my hallway
I see you crying in your bed at night when I pray
And you relax your muscles on your cheek bones
And your jaw bones then your eyes swell
And I'm walking Fifth Ave and you're beside me
I keep my head down and you won't cry with me
So why do we still talk like this?
And why do we still talk at all?
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Dead fake friends Ii
03:07
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I'm sorry I am lost and I don't know where I am going
But we're sitting at this park and we're hoping it gets dark
And we're well aware of the shape of the earth
And the way it bends and light bends the truth if the truth might hurt
And I can say farewell to these vices and these sweaters,
Burdens, families, and dreams and pretending that I'm better than I am
And all these jokes that I tell to put up walls between me and my friends
I am well aware this probably won't work out
I am well aware that this will make things worse
I am well aware I might not really care
I am well aware that I am still so scared
|And I am sorry for the promises that I knew that I would break
And sometimes I think that fear might be the language of my faith
I tell the pit in my heart, it's not real, just breathe, and don't worry :)
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