You had courage and confidence on your side
You learned it was better to conquer it than to comply
Those hands should at least be calloused, you've drug yourself through it all
That heart wouldn't fit inside the chest of a man who stood ten feet tall
Long live
Give or receive, love is free, love for free
Caught or released, we're all/you're free
Took it straight from the torn pages
You were almost home, at least a little further away
So close
Write the book with the blood you spilled with that head of yours 
Desperate and question tortured
Some kind of self harm soldier
Keep a flame keep that flame up
Long live
Give or receive, love is free, love for free 
Caught or released, we're all/you're free
Don't be afraid to show the wolves your teeth 
Don't be frightened to ask that darkness that's been holding your hand to leave
Show the liar a little bit of honesty
You'll see the monsters under the bed finally fell asleep 
You put the monsters under the bed to sleep
Long live
Give or receive, love is free, love for free 
Caught or released, you're free 
We're all free

Groundhog Day

It was nice to meet you, though I never really did
I could see right through and into,
What happened to that kid?
Next time you think to, why don't you ask him where he's been, where the hell he went
Hiding somewhere in costume letting the bad guys win 
I want out
Maybe I'll quit burning down, 
In hopes that I won't burn out
I feel just like the secrets that are pouring out of our crooked mouths
Attached to what's tearing me down, wearing me out
Just like the king underneath the burden of his crown
It's all been done or said before 
You want it all so you'll always need more 
But go on you're a wanderer too
Too close or too far away, it's hard to say
Forever looking for that temporary escape 
I want out
Maybe I'll quit burning down, 
In hopes that I won't burn out
I feel just like the secrets that are pouring out of our crooked mouths
Attached to what's tearing me down, wearing me out
Just like the king underneath the burden of his crown
My hiding place is a keepsake
My hiding place is a keepsake
Maybe I'll quit burning down, 
In hopes that I won't burn out
I feel just like the secrets that are pouring out of our crooked mouths
Attached to what's tearing me down, wearing me out
Just like the king underneath the burden of his crown


Its Not You It's Me (really)

Say something cute to me, say something cute
I use to be able to
Make my lip curl up underneath my teeth, so I can bite down subtlety
I use to know my way around your body
Now the shapes are shaking
I use to move your knees the same
A cheap card trick or a bad dream
Around and around the world goes turning on me

I've been crushed 
I've been crushed enough
It's all been added up
The sum is just too much
Always fell short of good enough
Never good enough

I took it personal
Never even knew my name
I'm not delusional
I just like the way paranoid tastes
Apparently apparently
There's a thrill in the chase
Prescribe to me
Anything if I'm already venom laced

I've been crushed 
I've been crushed enough
It's all been added up
The sum is just too much
Always fell short of good enough
Never good enough

There's nothing to see here
There's nothing to say
The windows are all closed
She and I are saved
Hey, thanks, now let it ring out and be praised
All those pretty faces
Are why we're all always afraid


Something French Feat. Shannon Louden

More than happy to die alone
Let's just be friends
There's an awful lot that'll never be said
I know it doesn't have to be this way, but that's just how it is
Never again will I be abandoned
 
As long as things stay quiet, I'll call off the search for connection
As long as it keeps me safe, I'll stay hidden

The sign read keep out
No boys or girls allowed
I can't hold any of it down
I let the rest of the world go
In hopes for a cure all
I guess I must just heal slow

Get, get, get lost, get lost wander off

I started wishing on those blowing up stars
I figured they'd understand
What it feels like to drift on dead
Hoping somewhere it's safe to land
So I made room in my screw loose head
To the side I made room in my bed
For the ghosts who can't go home
For the ghosts who can't go home

Can we just switch places
Can we just pretend
That I can make this alone
Alone

This can't be all that there is
I'm too delicate to be desperate

nd
What it feels like to drift on dead
Hoping somewhere it's safe to land
So I made room in my screw loose head
To the side I made room in my bed
For the ghosts who can't go home
For the ghosts who can't go home



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