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first part produced by @flayvors @smwun, second part produced by me

LYRICS:

coffee in the mornings
afternoons i lay awake
and hope that something's out there
something that can take away
my breaking state of mind
breaking state of hatefulness
it happens all the time
it happens

having coffee in the mornings
afternoons i waste away
and hope that he returns soon
smiling with patient grace
and makes sure that i'm fine
makes sure that my mind is calm
it happens all the time
it happens

it happens, it happens
it happens, it happens

like a plane crash shark bite, i know that the chance is low
but i'll be waiting here until the day that you can stand to go
where i am, 'cause i'm not a patient man
but i could wait forever for another chance to take your hand
and dance in place, break a manic state and start to feel again
drift through space, kiss my bliss away inside a helix spin
wistful hate, self-inclined and self-inflicated lately
i'm no help with livin', dear, i'm just a selfish fucking baby
and that's too real... far too real to ever say it
so i'll rewrite this verse again and strike all the cursive penned
and think of something better, a bit less detrimental
my life is still in beta... my hit-reg existential
for now, at least, i cower in my coward speech
happiness is out of reach whenever you are out of reach
i'd give it all away for just a single hour each
where both of us can come to terms with our off-balance feet
and learn to walk again

bottom of abyss or bottom feeding bottom-barrell staring
old apparel wearing, take the ferry in to bury him
sanitarium i spend my days and my nights quite
often, off it, talking toxic nonsense
common knowledge brought straight to the tables
stray from the fables, play through the cables
so the sound resonates in every nook and every cranny
read the book and popped a xanny every crook i got uncanny
at the last of it, taxing your passages, rapping a masochist
back to the past a bit, adamant savages, mad at him
hold the talisman above my fucking head like a trophy
and hold your head up in the air like a talisman
no battles or second chances around if you tattlin
all these snakes when they rattlin turn to vacancies after it's said and done
no rest for a setting sun, so impressed that you've never done
what you claiming... fuck the game and the statements, i've said enough

peace

IT HAPPENS // DIRT

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Someone To Be

The Things You Do (to me)

The Things You Do (to Me)

No. 5

lyrics:
so tell me that you miss me
i want you to kiss me
drown it in the whiskey
love you till i'm dizzy
love you 
till my heart stops
in your hands
in your hands
the ghost of you
floats in the smoke
i'm a joke
every aching night
stay awake
burning photographs
tell myself
i won't ever relapse

wake up in my bed
with the thoughts stuck in my head
my wrists are looking red
cuz of all the blood i shed
texting you at 2
baby you know what to do
call me up again
i wanna hear your precious voice
let me haunt your dreams
with the time that we were teens
hear my final song
while you hit your parents bong
i know that you don't care
i'm wishing i was there

so tell me that you miss me
i want you to kiss me
drown it in the whiskey
love you till i'm dizzy
love you 
till my heart stops
in your hands
in your hands
the ghost of you
floats in the smoke
i'm a joke
every aching night
stay awake
burning photographs
tell myself
i won't ever relapse

do it for the fans
never switching plans
heart in my own hands
throwing up a couple grams
you never even cared
talking shit like i'm not there
but i see you in his hair
like the weed that's in the air
baby i know you've been playing me
you got me torn in my heart
watching it all fall apart
watching it all fall apart

tell me that you miss me

tell me that u miss me

Another Day

My love, that girl
She's somewhere
But for now
She's locked away

She's locked in my head
You're locked in my head
Left her in her bed
Surfing home

And I need
Her colors
All over my skin

Made love in her bed
Remains in my head
I think they want me dead

She finds it hard to stay
(Hard to stay)
She finds it hard to leave 
(Hard to leave)

Another Day

Tyler Slim