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Nevermind
03:18
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You know, when I started this off, I thought it was over. My future was uncertain, but I guess that's how it always is. I hoped that I could make it alone, I knew that I would have to be reborn. I'm breaking rusty old chains and habits, forming new ones.
My family got scattered about, so I went to find them. I made new friends in the north and the east along the way. So if you are with me tonight, I hope that you'll be with me until we die. If not, I've fucked up, so nevermind.
I want to give it all, I want to give it all, at least a little bit. Maybe we can have it all, we can have it, but what if it's not enough? So, now we have to question, have to face the facts, always have to question, "are you going to crack?" I hope you know the answer you can't take it back, or they won't like it, they won't like your style.
I slipped my way across the great icy west and I slid by. I watched as the snow blew across my face, and it spun me wild. I thought that I could make it alone, I hoped that I would stay alive until the coast. I wish someone looked after me but they nevermind.
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Reasons
03:06
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Ever since I was a boy I've been told about the things that I was supposed to do. Now a grown man I'm just as confused as I've always been. You see everyone I knew seemed to understand the path, went to high school, to college, then they all got
nine to fives. I kept ducking out to find the party in the alley to see, because all I ever wanted to be was happy.
Nobody ever taught me what I should really know, I kept hearing about the happy ones but no one seems to show it. I keep searching for the answers so I can shake these blues. There's reasons we do what we do. I got reasons I do what I do. Do you have reasons you do what you do?
We've been set on a course that's been sailed times before, many times with the same results: people hate what they have and they don't seem to understand why. So, they keep up the cycle and think if they work harder they can fix all the problems and get all they were promised. I just don't know why they don't try another way. All I want to do is find the other way.
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We never want to feel the ways we do. It's not a habit, I'm just trying to get through. I remember when we first met, covered in dust and stale cigarettes. We were sending smoke signals across the room, so maybe I misread the intention again. "I'd like to fuck you for a couple of weeks." We do what we have to do.
It's not fun anymore, and I'm full of holes. I'm in a bad way, I'm unlovable. It's not fun anymore, and it's a high shame. I'm unlovable, I'm in a bad way.
So, we call each other when we get lonely, and we fool around, with words and phrases, like, "hey cinnamon, will you be my sugar?" Or, "I'm lonely and worn out and sad, will you merry me?" We do what we have to.
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