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first of all
01:08
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First of all, I miss you
And there's nothing new there
Maybe start a club for people
Falling sideways out of their chair
Yikes, there's nothing new here
Why would I drive backwards
Through my rearview mirror?
Maybe some things are worth hitting
Like the old man in his chair
And there's still nothing new here!
Finally, salvation in unexpected eyes
Maybe this time I believe that she's alive at night
I'm curious what she's got for me
A present wrapped up with all the petty ties
That she keeps between her and her
Faded lovers 'til she dies
I'm still wondering if there's something new here
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2. |
mood swings
03:35
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Thinkin' in circles again
Like it's my pastime
The weather's changin' again
Wellbeing's so hard to find
You say it's all in my head
Feel like I'm being misled
A cynic consumed by dread
I'm thinking too far ahead
Quit thinking too far ahead
I'm thinking too far ahead
Quit thinking too far ahead
You're taking every breath
Like it's your last time
Too busy thinking of death
But you're still on my mind
Meant every word that I said
Determined you're seeing red
In that black hole of a bed
I'm thinking too far ahead
Quit thinking too far ahead
I'm thinking too far ahead
And your brother doesn't know
That I was in your home
And your mother doesn't know
That you came too my show
So I'm tearing up my shoes
My shins taking abuse
And my body's black and blue
When I realize I've been used!
Just let me know
When you get home
I'll keep my eyes glued to my phone
Just let me know
When you get home
I'll be there when you feel alone
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3. |
existential shred
02:50
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4. |
coffee cups
02:49
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This feeling won't be felt again
You tell yourself
Staring at the sky her eyes were Fixed on something else
Wandering down the vine
Ignoring every sign
She's gonna leave you in the Gutter
Just like she did back then
Fell asleep on top of your covers And left when she heard from Her friends
But she's got ur shirt
Now ur meds don't work and You fall headfirst
So you smoke again and you Ghost ur friends
And they ask you why you sleep In the day time
Heavy head, a stagnant mind
THIS IS A BAD IDEA
Same time, same place again
You look over your shoulder
This feelings far from over
You never liked me I could tell
Well listen up I'm throwing
Unexpected parties
Telling never ending stories
It's getting late now
Sun is going down
This parties never over
Trying to get sober
I'm in my room
Losing feeling
Tryna get a handle on my Breathing
Hanging with coffee cups and Burnt out candles
Why did I ever think this was a Good idea
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5. |
one track mind
03:18
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Stale beer and bad taste
Busted van in the drive way
Keepin pace but I'm just half Wasted
The friends I'm making
Are losing patience
I'm in my mind and I'm not Getting better
Lost nights I can't remember
It gets me every time
Put me out in your ashtray
It's been a bad day
Running laps
Chasing times we had
Just lose it all
I'm never coming back
I'm in my mind and I'm not Getting better
Lost all the nights I can't Remember
It gets me every time
I'm not one to wait
But for you I'll stay up late
I'm not one to wait
But sometimes I hesitate
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6. |
never sweater
04:28
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You caught me in a bad wave
We'd be better
If you weren't a bad thing
Can't remember
Anytime you liked me
And it's all pretend
Now I'm feelin old me
I'll be better
If I never sweat her
Won't remember
All the time I liked her
And it's all in my head
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7. |
desk van
02:44
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Pacing up and down the halls of This place
Is a boy and his unbelievable Desire to quit
Inhaling toxic candy porn
To make him feel alive
The first step to that is telling a Lie
I feel alive
At least more than I used to
I feel alive
Sundays after the sun is gone
He writes himself a song
To dedicate the problems of his Life to a bong
He'll never think about those Punk ass ads on the YouTube Recommendations
Its a good thing we're kids
And not on vacation
I feel alive
At least more than I used to
I feel alive
My friend asked me if I wanted To hit his vape the other day
I said no bro I don't do that shit
He said are you sure
I said no bro
GET THAT SHIT OUT OF MY FUCKING FACE
AHHHHHHHH
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8. |
to the moon
02:38
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9. |
getting better
02:45
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Up late fantasizing a timeline Where I never existed
The way I've been living lately There's no fucking difference
Having trouble hiding my Emotions
My mind departed and left the Door open
Walk through the door leave Your keys in the bin
We can relive the same night Over and over and over and over again
Like a bad movie or a personal Hell
It never mattered how I felt
It never mattered how we felt
You never liked me anyway
Contemplate a saturday
A brutal scene, a violent space
I'll be gone without a trace
Lately you're less open
We're just going through the Motions
With this routine I'm coping
Just going through the motions
Quit acting like you know me
Either repeat or we don't speak
It never mattered how I felt
I'm still working on myself
I'm still working on myself
I'm still working on myself
Look at ur phone I wish you well
I'm still working on myself
You never liked my I could tell
But I'm still working on myself
Always working on myself
Never working on myself
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Saturdays at Your Place is an alternative emo band from Kalamazoo, Michigan. Their sound consists of both heavy and twinkly guitar parts, group vocals and heart on sleeve lyrics.
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