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how you see things
01:50
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tell me just how you feel
i don’t care if it’s hard or not
tell me how you see things
so i know where we can go from here
help me out
help me out
tell me just what’s the score
not sure if i want more or not
i don’t care how you see things
just where we can go from here
help me out
help me out
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materialize
02:47
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tell me now if it’s too late
to get a refund on this state of mind
it happens all the time
i always bite the hand that feeds
and now i’m past my prime and twice as shy
i know it’s not your style, but
tell me how you do that
materialize your shadows,
your i don’t knows
how you looked when you rose from the bed this morning
i would have liked some warning
broken battered bloodied bruised
i see the same thing’s happening to you
i didn’t make the rules
in this game it’s par for course
you sorely lack remorse and i refuse
whatever will you do when you
tell me how you do that
materialize your shadows
your i don’t knows
how you looked when you rose from the bed this morning
i would have liked some warning
oh no, you don't get to turn around and say
that i had led you far astray
and no, you don't have a fight, i'll twist that knife,
you have no right, you have no right to me
tell me how you do that
materialize your shadows
your i don’t knows
how you looked when you rose from the bed this morning
i would have liked some warning
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3. |
not that brave
02:02
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you say, you say there’s a world beyond my window
if i’d only go outside
and i feel, i feel my bones clatter
when my heart and ribcage collide
when i look at you, i wish i knew what to say
but i know in my heart of hearts i’m not that brave
i know, i know there’s no simple answer
to any of my questions
you say, you say be open
to any and all suggestions
when i look at you, i wish i knew what to say
but i know in my heart of hearts i’m not that brave
you know, you
you know, you
you know, you know
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hudson
01:45
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hello is hard to swallow when it is prefaced by a softer goodbye
i'll go where he can't follow, i'll let you trail behind but don't ask me why
cuz i want you to think that i'm rad
oh darlin' it ain't that bad
and i can tell by the quirk of your lips that you already know that
oh no, i've let my heart show, the last thing i want is you to see me cry
and it shows where you have burrowed, nestled safe no matter how much i hide
i want you to think that i'm rad
oh darlin' it ain't that bad
and i can tell by the quirk of your lips that you already know that
oh no, i've let my guard down
i want you to think that i'm rad
oh darlin' it ain't that bad
and i can tell by the quirk of your lips that you already know that
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5. |
the miser
03:56
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i'm listening to shepherd's dog over and over and over so i can sleep
and nowadays i guess i'm some semblance of functional, as funny as that may seem
i miss when your songs were about me, is that bad?
i'd give you a response, but i know better than that
you want another song? you got it
you want the soundtrack, here's the playlist
take my baggage, i don't want it
and when the world ends, may my promises turn to dust in your hands
your words are disingenuous i can't believe i fell for them right now
resolve is cracking under stress, i'm incoherent, i'm a mess, i like it
why won't you write songs about me? am I that bad?
i'd give you a response but i know better than that
you want another song? you got it
you want the soundtrack, here's the playlist
take my baggage, i don't want it
and when the world ends, may the diamonds turn to dust in our hands
you think you're not worth anything, you had me hanging on a string, don't play dumb
you said to me, "don't worry, no one could ever want you"
you think i don't know that? i like it
is that bad?
you want another song? you got it
you want the soundtrack, here's the playlist
take my baggage, i don't want it
and when the world ends, when the world ends, when the world ends will it turn to dust in our hands?
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haushinka New York, New York
nyc based ukulele jamz.
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