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So Many So High
04:03
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We are trying to forget. You keep reminding us of it. I can't sleep this one off. I wont sleep this one off. These lights are wrong, my words arnt right, i've haven't moved one inch, but i've been stumbling all night. I cant sleep this one off. Please don't turn those lights off. Let these walls breath close to me. My eyes are shut so tight, I can cleary still see everything. And i want you to open your eyes and come with me to see everything. These things i see, they won't hurt me, but for fuck sake make them stop. I've never been exposed to such a beautiful spectrum of color. The ones i reach are things i've done, the ones too high are my unsolved problems. Why are so many so high?
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One Year Later
01:56
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I left my sense of humor behind when I saw you this time. We spoke of what we used to do, I guess I never really thought it through. What I wish is something that you've had too much of so many times before. I thought another day would make you change, but not enough to rearrange what this means for me and you. What does this mean for me and you? I guess that's just what I get for not moving on and hoping for the best. The words we spoke were wasted breath I'll take them back, even knowing they meant everything to me.
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My Best
02:54
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I did my best to be so subtle. The little things that I hope you'd recognize. I tried my best to not get caught when I was looking in your eyes, but I know I was. Quietly I sat and watched you. What a creep I was. What a fucking creep I was. Why do things always have to get so complicated when I do my best? When I know that I did my best. I tried to not get caught when I was looking in your eyes, but I know I was. Did I just start to act so different? Or was I doing something wrong? Was it because I got so nervous? I know it was. I have a tendency of doing that. I'm so fucked up. Why do things always get so frustrating when I do my best? When I know that I did my best. I tried so hard to not get caught when I was looking in your eyes, but I know I was.
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Knowing know that things will never change, moving on is just as hard as I thought I'd be. Never ending thoughts will be put to rest when my heart stops beating in my chest. And I'll never say another word about it, if you promise that you'll do the same. And I'll never say another word about it again.
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Josh McDonough Purcellville, Virginia
I'm 25 and I make music using a guitar, garageband, and a "BLUE" usb microphone.
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