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Thank You, I'm Sorry

from Darling, I'm Depressed. by Ian Taylor

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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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from Darling, I'm Depressed., released January 10, 2015

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