dusty

LYRICS:
(Hook:)
Closer to you like never been before
told you'll have to move, now the rooms getting cold
Closer to you like never been, never been before
You'll gone see this through

(Verse 1:)
Know they try to question who I am
I can only do me till the end
Everything you seem to think I am
I can't ever change your judgement

So I'm gone ball out on my own
I might get a wife or husband
I remember falling through the floor
Just like your regrets I'm back again

You You
Always question what I think unlike you
You, You
Bitch you know I'm not what you think so move
Move Move
Shit just let them talk, do my thing its true
True True
Always question what I think unlike you
Yeah Yeah
I don't really care
I don't care at all
I'ma do it all
I'ma ball

(Hook:)
Closer to you like never been before
told you'll have to move, now the rooms getting cold
Closer to you like never been, never been before
You'll gone see this through

(Verse 2:)
Could I really plunge and take the chance?
Questions if It's really me now
Then I look back much on what makes sense
Tensions here I feel the heat now

Turning it up 3rd degrees
Now I'm really burning through the sound
I won't hear you even if you screamed
You don't like me changing up so now

I don't really care
This is my stance
I don't need the help
I won't need your hand
You can't even facetime acting like we're friends
I won't even make time now you're left for dead 

I don't really care
This is my stance
I don't need the help
I won't need your hand
You can't even facetime acting like we're friends
I won't even make time now you're left for dead 

(Hook:)
Closer to you like never been before
told you'll have to move now the rooms getting cold
Closer to you like never been, never been before
You'll gone see this through

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Damnit 
This is how I had it
I’m so stuck inside my fucking head
I guess im an addict
To the demons inside me im dead 
Keep me in the attic 
with all my other good friends
Shadows turn to ashes
And cigarettes will turn into meds

I think im fucking manic 
The only way around this is death
existential panic
Anxiety is cured with benz
I guess I’ll pop a Xanax 
And figure out a way to cure death
You ain’t no superman 
And you ain’t a saint so better repent 

Yeah im a single man
The only thing I worry about is rent 
And why it never ends
This weird fucking pain inside my chest 
Maybe you will fix it
Or better yet even if we’re different
You’ll fill a hole I left 
That ive been tryna cover up with stitches 
Different fixes substances and cigarettes and census 
That I am who I am because I am I guess im different



These bitches calling me heartless 
But they told me use my heart less 

And they come up and they pissed off when I ain’t giving my whole conscience

Or every dime in my pocket like fuck off with that nonsense

I bled for peace of mind and now I’m broken drunk and haunted 

And promise if I make it out this darkness ill take you
I’m honest with every word I say that I don’t hate you 
And comment all you want on how I’m a hot head and I faked you 
But look inside of that mirror and you’ll know that I fucking saved you

dusty

Ari Thomas

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