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Thereās gotta be a better way
Of dealing with my brain
Some sort of medicine or therapy
To keep me out of my way
Wish I didnāt need to make stuff
To get my thoughts to make some sense
Wish I didnāt need your approval
Or that of an audience
But for now this is all I have
To speak the things I canāt bare to say
Hereās to hoping I can find some change
Thereās gotta be a better way
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History Worth Repeating
01:41
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I hope Iām history worth repeating
Man, I hope that I have something left to give
I hope that I have words worth singing
Hope itās not another shallow ego trip
Narcissistic, yeah, for sure
But Iād never ask for more
Than what Iām willing to give myself
Thereās nothing wrong with needing help
Thereās nothing wrong
Yeah, I wish youād just quit asking me
So I could move along
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3. |
Your Apartment
02:18
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What were you hoping to see
When you were looking at me
Iāll be the first to admit
I can be underwhelming
But if you account for time
Iād say Iām doing alright
You wanted someone to blame
But Iām not looking to fight
Shoulda stayed in your apartment
Wouldāve been simpler for both of us
Donāt wanna make you upset
Iāll never repay the debt
I know I owe to you both
You stood tall and did your best
Sorry Iām not what you planned
I had to be my own man
Your methods may have been flawed
But Iām a product of them
Shoulda stayed in your apartment
Wouldāve been simpler for both of us
You can be heaven
And Iāll be hell
You can repent
And I will rebel
X2
Shoulda stayed in your apartment
Wouldāve been simpler for both of us
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4. |
Figure It Out
02:18
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Donāt wanna be just another
Derivative fuck who is far past his prime
I wanna be cool
Someone you can be proud of
And someone whoās not nervous
All of the time
Figure it out
Thereās plenty of time
To make up for the past
Figure out how
To get over yourself
And the woe youāve amassed
Tired of staring down
Blank at my shoes
I wish I could just
Look in your eyes
But Iām scared if I do
Youāll see just who I am
That Iām hollow and broken and busted inside
How could I know
Being shy wasnāt something
That Iād ever beat
Where do I go
When I just wanna take
A vacation from me
Figure it out
Thereās plenty of time
To make up for the past
Figure out how
To get over yourself
And the woe youāve amassed
Talents a burden to shoulder
That gets heavier every year I get older
That may sound pretentious but fuck it
Iām so goddamn tired of all of these
Bullshit, boring, introspective thoughts
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5. |
Oh See See
03:25
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I was lied to
I was sold a better bill
Of mental health than this
Wasnāt I
Thought I was through
Was told that it would all
Be over by the end of high school
But thatās not true
Itās all the same
Every single thing
And I tried too
Iām not saying I am any
Better than the rest
Iām just as sad
But I want to
Try to make it out of the rat race
that weāre a part of
Is that so bad
Itās all the same
Every single thing
All your pointless posturing
Man, youāre so cool or so you think
Youāre all the same
Donāt wanna be a part
Of a popularity contest I canāt win
Yeah, I simply donāt the stomach it for it
And if itās all the same I quit
Itās all the same
Every single thing
All your pointless posturing
Man, youāre so cool or so you think
Youāre all the same
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6. |
Cliche
02:32
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Last night I beat a palm tree to pulp
With a baseball bat in my backyard
To try to keep from doing the same
To your head
Tonight
I drank way too much and drove home
I was downing dixie cups of SoCo
And smoked cigarettes till my lungs bled
I live a balancing act of fact
A schizophrenic web of half truths
And I wish I could come clean
But itās hard
Last night I stayed up too late stressing
About my stupid day job
And sat in the shower
till it was freezing cold
Today
I called in sick and laid in bed
Crying because I thought Iād
Have my shit together
By the time I was thirty years old
I just hate that Iām another southern Baptist cliche
Thatās always caught up in the middle
Of a crisis of faith
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7. |
Tile Floor
01:31
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Dreaming about all the lives Iāve led
And wondering all the things I shouldāve said
Youāre looking pretty with a book in hand
Probably wondering how much longer Iām gonna lie here
But Iām tethered to the ground by fear
Because if I stand up
Iām gonna have to face you
And if we start talking
Youāre gonna go
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8. |
The Hardest Part
03:55
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Angst is wasted on the young
I donāt even remember what I was angry about
Itās only recently that itās come in to focus
And now I think that I can finally spit it out
The hardest part is facing you
The hardest part is fucking catching my breath
Itās been a long time coming
A long time since I shouldāve said or did something
Donāt say one more fucking word
Itās not easy being a thirty something cuck
That wonāt be satisfied until I fight my own dad
You represent strength to me
So it makes perfect sense that I can be a weak man
The hardest part is hating you
The hardest part is my own shaking hands
Itās been a long time coming
A long time since I shouldāve said or did something
Donāt say one more fucking word
The hardest part is facing you
The hardest part is fucking catching my breath
The hardest part is hating you
The hardest part is my own shaking hands
Donāt say one more fucking word
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9. |
With Time
03:35
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My mornings are rough
Cuz at night I canāt sleep
And now Iām fucked up
For the third time this week
I was searching for something
to bring me relief
And now Iām just anxious
That youāre judging me
My wife is supportive
My kids are all smart
I should just be grateful
To get to take part
In something that I helped
Build up from the start
But itās hard
I was born with a
Broken heart
Frankly, Iām freaked out
by what you will think
When you listen to this song
And you picture me
Will it change how you act
Or affect how Iām seen
When Iām getting fucked up
For the third time this week
It get better with time X3
Oh god I hope theyāre right
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10. |
This Is Why
03:08
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Iāve got a bone to pick with me
Itās not always bad news and tragedy
Thereās a lot of love I take for granted
And thereās more to have If I can stand it
Glass half full or glass half empty
Itās all the same with empathy
Iād probably have less to resent
If I did a little more living in the moment
Everyday Iām a little bit better
Even if itās hard to tell
Though it sometimes feels like an uphill battle
Iād rather fight than live in hell
Iām sick of always being the cynic
And throwing myself off cliffs of panic
Iām trying to see the brighter side
Before I fuck around and miss my life
Everyday Iām a little bit better
Even if itās hard to tell
Though it sometimes feels like an uphill battle
Iād rather fight than live in hell X2
This is why we canāt have nice things
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