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Land of the Free
01:27
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Don't Test Me III
02:51
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please don't move on from me, i know we don't have anything
we never did but i have to let you know
i have to let you know when i see you with some other, it ain't fair
my lips can't move, can't ask my eyes to be spared
you look at me with your hands in her hair
but i'll tell you one thing: when you don't talk to me everything else does
i hear the fleas and the trees sayin shit they don't mean
see your face in abstract white lace
my black hands won't get you dirty unless you ask for it
we can fuck and run as long as i can say we once had something
and i do
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3. |
Bare to Beat
05:36
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you're my one
and you already have one
so that leaves me without one
lost my mind, how'm i thinking without one
i'm not
you're my one
with your eye on a blonde one
i wish i was beside one
knock some sense into my one
i'm not
you're my world
so my world is so boring
can't feel rain but it's pouring
give me my sense of touch
you're my world
honestly i'm so tired
from this job you are fired
i know that you never signed up
what the fuck
what am i doing
in a basement alone seeing your face
your name in my mouth's a sweet taste
heart heavy like a fucking brick, it can't race
your face
your face
eyes open and i can't see
all i hear is breathing
but i'm barely breathing
sick to death, you're not here
blood pumping nothing that i need
dizzy, but there's no drink
what the fuck am i doing
your face
oh no
my face may look like i don't give a fuck
but my fingers inside you felt how twisted up you are
i want scratch-and-bite-war-torn love
but i fight for this coffee-stained love
tell me why
i don't know
this is it you
you're the one, i am hit
little beat
little bruised
but it's beating for you
and as long as i can bear to beat
it beats for you
and as long as i can bear to beat
it beats for you
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4. |
Different Things
05:26
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tryna write until it goes away
what am i really mad about
is it because of you, or cause i'm living in my mother's house
cause i don't have a fucking job
i'm afraid to leave anyway
afraid my dreams are so damn big they'll blow half of the world away
afraid for the fate of my family
afraid you'll never understand me
afraid i have the power to do anything that you dare me
despite the fact that some days getting out of bed's the biggest battle
cause the voices in my head are talking shit and all the prattle's
louder than the medication i've been taking half my life
and i'm a lover but i'd sooner die than be somebody's wife
i just want the world to know my mother fucking name
so "tristan carter-jones" the only thing you mother fucking sayin
it's my time
it's not time
it's my time
and i'm fine
3am and i'm speechless
i'm thinking of you again
feeling like scum smoking out momma's bathroom again
i'm 2 again
a lost baby tripping round ruins of your lips on my hips
can i get a take 2 again
or take 6
the sixth shot
tryna forget
no matter how hard i close my eyes can't blink away the regret of the time
i said the thing you never say
never tell her that you love her
never say it
never give you away
work out like two-a-days
and the sweat still smells like you
you're far gone, but i still grip his lapels like it was you
run around ass out
i swear he can see what i'm thinking
he knows it's for you i'm drinking
it ain't no sand, but i'm sinking
it's my time
it's not time
it's my time
and i'm fine
tryna be secret but you can always hear pop and the twist of the bottle
when i'm near
stress dreams the only thing that make my heart race
used to snort or shoot when my blood pumped at this pace
what do i do now that i'm "clean" or something
and i binge drink every night like it's not the same thing
but i still sniff hard when you're around
tryna catch the airborne parts of you
if i lose you in one place, in the bottle i will find you
i wanna get some cash and bring another substance home
but i popped off friday night like i ain't have no student loans
but we can fuck as hard as i want to
swallow what i make'll make your head go boom
it's my time
it's not time
it's my time
and i'm fine
don't let my vocabulary fool you, i'm so poorly adjusted
i fear i'm equipped for nothing
i can't say no to a drink unless i'm blacked out
i can't stop thinking of you unless i'm sacked out
and even then i feel you in ways that you cannot understand
and then the sheets get fogged up cause i'm reckless with my hand
and every time i close my eyes
the only thing that i see
is my own brains
and blood
and guts and things
dripping out of me
after i bust my head against the wall
cause dad won't answer mommy's calls
to help out with these fucking bills
that he half made, cause i'm half his
and these pills can't numb how terrified i am
of everything
and i will lose my mind
but i'm fine
it's my time
it's not time
it's my time
and i'm fine
i'm still a bad, bad man and i'm fine
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5. |
Busy Puts
03:32
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i don't sleep too much these days, and not for lack of trying
busy keeps the girl awake, and keeps the eyes from drying
write and draw it out
all what you see when on your back
with eyes wide open, tightly shut
and when you hear doors crack
don't be afraid when hands move quickly
fill the space the light has made
just be grateful they are hands and, when you asked him, he forgave
busy puts the girl to sleep and keeps the girl awake
just be thankful that you only asked him for your soul to take
he won't weep too much these days, and not because i'm gone
busy keeps the boy awake and keeps the curtains drawn
roll around in sheets
and feel the skin
but just your own
when brain blacks out in crowded space, but open up
you're just alone
don't be afraid when hands move quickly
fill the space the light has made
just be grateful they are hands and, when you asked him, he forgave
busy puts the girl to sleep and keeps the girl awake
just be thankful that you only asked him for your soul to take
now i lay me down to sleep
i pray the lord my soul to keep
if i should die before i wake
i pray to god my soul to take
if i should live for other days
i pray the lord to guide my ways
father unto thee i pray
thou hast guarded me all day
safe i am within thy sight
safely let me sleep tonight
bless my friends, the whole world bless
help me to learn helpfulness
keep me ever in thy sight
so, to all, i say goodnight
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