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you said you would always look for me in the crowd

I signed my best friend's yearbook with the lyrics at 1:17 - 1:38

The Upload 7/12/2018

i hope you're okay

Lifetime lie (Acoustic).mp3

you're on the phone 
with someone who doesn't know 
about your soul and how it 
can't be held by flesh and bone 
and i guess that's fine 
i would never want you to 
stop your life 
but when i saw you both 
with your shoulders touching 
sitting so close 

i knew i'd hold on to this feeling 
i'd hold on to anything at all 
was it my fault 
because i easily confused you 
for someone who would hold my hand 
when things got hard 
when things got dark 
because oh my god 
when they get dark 
they get so dark 

you were always a shitty friend 
and you would leave when i got sick 
you never called me on my birthday 
i want to call you on your birthday 
so i'll hold on to this feeling 
i'll hold on to this hate 
for as long as i need 
for it to help me

learning to hate you as a self defense mechanism

sing me something sweet to sleep to

they'll like me when i'm sick

ummm ....  go go go go go go go go g ??????

go go

i always liked how your hands looked
and not just in comparison to mine
they were an artists hands
calloused from building walls and
skin covered in clay that cracked as it dried
you see, i have two thoughts
before touching someones hands
are they soft? i hope not
not too soft
because four years ago i fell into a hole
so as soon as they touch
i wonder if they're strong enough
to help pull me to the top
and are they cold? god i hope so
because mine are so cold
that anytime someone touches them
they ask me if something's wrong
i know that most people have walls but
i just don't think mine are the same
you are hiding away
i am trying to escape
i am inside of a cave
trying to retain the memory
of the last time that i saw the light of the day
and i told you that where i am felt permanent
and you told me to give it time because nothing is
but the minute our hands touched i felt something click
because they were strong
with the force to dig your nails into the earth
and make the world suddenly stop
and they were cold
like the metal gears and glass casing
constructing a clock
and i know that i'm not moving fast enough
i know that so much time has already passed us up
and i know that it must be frustrating to stand in front
of someone who keeps promising you that they'll get better
without the evidence to back it up
but you have to trust me
the past is ugly
but i'll make it to the other side as long as i know
that when i get there i'll have somebody
please, i know that i can do this
i just need another half a month
i can pull through this
i just need our hands to touch

you said that you would always look for me in the crowd
with the same eagerness that a child sifts through the lost and found
searching for anything that felt missing
never considering what would happen the moment you stopped
as if the moment you're not looking for an object
is the moment it stops being lost
i get it, you were cold
but i wanted to be more than just a coat
clinging onto a body that i was never constructed to hold
or a mirror to look into when your reflection
stopped looking like a person that you know
i know that you know the feeling of new clothes
but do you know what it's like
to sit at the bottom of a box every night
replaying the fantasy of cold hands reaching inside
to take you home

you said you felt lost when you were found out
the death of our hands on your couch
was the birth of discovery
that someone elses hands
could feel cold
and in that sudden rush
i thought of all the hands
that could help me build a home
and none of them looked like yours

hands

Gently Tender - 2 Chords Good

smoked so much till i could feel something
the cold resided i'm erupting
cleared the dew as a drip to the ground 

take my heart and twist my tongue
rip my teeth out one by one 
squeeze my arms so i don't feel so numb

did you know i'm not great at communication, i sit alone but my mind's abrasion wears me down

did you know, i'm too scared if scaring you off so i'll just leave

being dead is still better than being me (demo)

my friends don't know i know they hate me

give me back my sweater

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https://wishing.bandcamp.com/track/emptiness-is-a-closet-full-of-your-old-clothes

when everything feels empty, i rely on empty touch 
to ignore the days that i hate myself and i miss you too much 
and everyone feels cold when they lack something familiar 
there was light trapped where the sun was 
this is harder than i thought 

i will always look for you in the quiet empty nothing 
where you were convinced there was only dark and the sharpest objects 
i saw your coat. i saw it like a martyr sees its body 
i saw your coat like the shadow of a ghost that wouldn't leave here 
i saw your coat hanging in surrender like a white flag 
i saw your coat and i hate this 

this is harder than i thought

To Forget

wishing - emptiness is a closet full of your old clothes

(Scruffpuppie) i hate that you're happy - tiny little houses cover

i record songs and write poems and i really hope you're having a good day.

hands

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