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Darling, I'm Depressed.
03:14
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I asked you to dance to Billie Holiday in the back of the café
but your keys were in your hands, and you had plans uninvolved with this place.
And I know you find my broken heart beautiful
but please don't speak too soon.
And I know you find my face a poetic mess
but darling, I'm depressed.
Darling, I'm depressed.
We'd make great pets if only I could forget her silhouette.
You gave me your address and told me to send you paintings, or say something sweet.
And I know you find my broken heart beautiful
but please don't speak too soon.
And I know you find my face a poetic mess
but darling, I'm depressed.
Darling, I'm depressed.
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When We Were Young
02:56
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When we were young the story begun
we laughed and laughed with smoke in our lungs
until we cried ourselves to sleep.
Rubber Soul was on repeat while all the cops were in the street
arresting the underage kids, who got too drunk to stand.
In middle school I played the fool
the only kid in love with you
maybe I should've tied my shoes and walked away.
And looking back now, my music was too loud
and my head was always in the clouds and I never wanted that to change.
But now it's easy to see life's gotten to me with all of this uncertainty.
I'm just too depressed to make a mess at every stupid party we crash
and you're looking so pretty in that dress.
But I'm way too shy to say so myself so I sit and shake in this nervous Hell and leave you there to guess.
Maybe baby one of these days we just might be blessed with just enough time for both us.
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Don't Go And Die
04:00
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Don't go and die I've been staying alive for you.
I know it's hard and the world can be far from the truth.
But darling please don't leave I've been waiting right here for you.
I walk these streets with my friends empty and alone.
We all get baptized by each passing street light on the way home.
And the grass may be greener but your voice is sweeter than any I've ever known.
Don't go and die I've been wasting my time for you.
My friend says it's fine, yea it'll all be alright, everything's cool.
And it's great that she feels that way but my feelings seem to be cruel.
Remember on the sofa when you spilled that soda and it ran all down my face.
Then you drove me home and the moon followed us and we sang along to that tape.
And I pinky promised I'd try my hardest to make it home for the holidays.
Don't go and die because personally I think that you're really neat.
And I hate it when you're gone and it's never any fun when you're not with me.
And your car is old and beat but you just smile and say that you like the seats.
Don't go and die I've been staying alive for you.
I know it's hard and the world can be far from the truth.
But darling please don't leave I've been waiting right here for you.
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I Don't Care Who Forgets
03:32
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With zephyr skin she held my hand and told me tales of love.
Of the weight carried on by much tougher men, like myself could never hold.
Yes I listened so intently, so quietly, so beautifully to the tragic sound of her voice.
And it reminded me again how I may never win and I may never be her main choice.
But I'm grateful for the time we share
like the calming sunlight in the winter air
and I will not forget, no I won't disappear
if you need to just call on me and I will be near.
Oh I never cared much for the sound of my own name until I heard it escaping from her lips.
Like a symphony it came creeping in my ears and left my mind eclipsed
with the hard realization that as I age like wine nothing will stay the same.
But I do know of which will never change and that is my love for you, babe.
And as the years keep swimming by
I know there will be nights where I break down and I cry
But as long as I can keep you somewhere close in time
Yea as long as you stay right by my side I think,
I think I'll be fine.
In the freezing cold on a bed of rope we held each other close.
While the shooting stars above, like dreams, never stayed long enough to hold.
So now I bury myself in these books I read
while the wars rage on a dirty screen.
But as I lay my head down to sleep
I still worry more about you and me.
And I still wear your stones
I still wear them around my neck
And as long as you remember me
I don't care who forgets
I don't care who forgets.
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5. |
1947
03:18
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I don't wanna move again
I just wanna be your friend til the end.
I don't wanna think again
I just wanna be your friend til the end.
But I know that's impossible now
And I know that's impossible now
And I know that's impossible now that you're with him.
I don't wanna laugh alone
I just wanna find a home where I'm known.
I don't wanna feel again
I just wanna be your sin til the end.
So what the Hell am I doing here?
What the Hell am I doing here?
What the Hell am I doing here?
I don't wanna feel again
I just wanna be your friend.
I don't wanna
I just wanna be your
Everybody
But I know that's impossible now
And I know that's impossible now
And I know that's impossible now
Yea I know that's impossible now that you're with him.
And I know that's impossible now
So what the Hell am I doing here?
I know that's impossible now that you're with him.
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Thank You, I'm Sorry
06:06
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Father falls asleep with a bottle between his teeth.
I've got bruises on my cheeks, he watches women on T.V.
And I'm happy with my unhappiness
You're the pain I feel in my chest.
I'm always digging down trying to find my way out.
She lights a cigarette and blows the cold off my fingertips.
Singing la da da da da la da da la la.
And I'm sweating endlessly through these empty daydreams
and I'm buried beneath these junkie sheets.
Please don't tell me I am unhealthy
I have enough nightmares to agree with you, to agree with you.
And I'm waking up in a sweat, count the hours left
until everyone up again and you can quietly just pretend that you
are doing fine.
I'm sorry if I ignore you and I never return your calls
I'm just frightened by everything and nothing at all.
I've been dreaming of sirens, number sevens, and warning bells.
I've got good friends up in Heaven and better friends in Hell.
And while you're falling in love, I'm falling asleep
to all these black and white movies on a shitty T.V. screen
and they all hit home
and they all hit home.
Like a nostalgia to the present, I couldn't shake this feeling
that maybe we're all just too indifferent to have any true feelings.
And I can hear the opera singers singing their lonesome tunes
while I'm drowning in this ocean beneath a distorted moon.
And there's a winding staircase sinking in the sand
while you walk into the sunset holding your lovers hand
and I watch alone
and I'm left alone.
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7. |
December 29th
02:20
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You're my lovely cloudy skies in December.
I got way too high to remember anything that was happening.
Now I walk on boot heels that lead me nowhere.
I've got nothing real just empty time to spare until I see your face again.
You're my lovely blue light in the frosty morn.
Graceful and deathlike but I was reborn in the arms of 3 A.M.
I can't see wrong in any parts of you
You're a perfect song dressed in women's shoes.
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8. |
Untitled
10:26
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My friends I know that you're okay
cause you smile like the sun.
The clocks they wave their hands all day
trying to alert everyone, that time is dying fast.
She said "Remember that note you wrote?
It said 'To whom it may concern'
You went on and on about your lack of worth
and ended it with 'I'm a ghost.'
Sweetheart, your worth is more than you'll know."
There are places I've been that are stuck with me.
Some I'll truly never know.
But all the places I've seen and people I meet
I've found you're the only one
who feels close to home.
I've been beat and I've been hugged
I've been hit and I've been loved
I've had kisses planted on my cheeks.
I've spent mornings in church feeling Hell's burn
from the way the preacher spits and speaks.
I've had wounds cut way too deep.
I have left and I've been left
I've felt joy that overwhelms
I've felt pain that makes me feel done.
I've held hands and I've held guns
I've felt hearts and I've felt bombs.
I've had my seasons in the sun.
And still I know you're the only one.
There's that frozen body of water
I think I'll walk right out to the middle
and lay there til all the ice melts.
Then I'll sink dreaming of car wrecks, broken hearts and failed relationships,
and the beauty in the sound of your voice.
I'll be free for eternity.
So don't you weep for a fool like me.
Don't you weep for a fool like me.
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