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Catholic Radio
03:23
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I've been waiting for the weight
Or the white light
Just a sign to remind me why I tried
But if you're drawing lines, I think I'm getting tired of being a fake
But I'll lie
I'll shut up, I'll tell everyone I'm fine
But if you aren't mine, I think it's finally time that you say so
I want to hear what you have to say I want to know what you know
But if you have to take the time I think it's best that I aim low
My line of sight to the back of my mind's a joke
I'll sit and swallow it down just long enough until you
Tear me apart
Tell me I'm wrong
You're getting too far for me to know what I want
Say so, I want to hear what you have to say I want to know what you know
But if you have to take the time I think it's best that I aim low
You said maybe I'll start to see where you're coming from
No I won't
But maybe I'll start to see that I can do it alone
Lately it seems I'm missing the point
Isn't that the point?
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Skin/Bones
04:47
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Picked it up from the start I've been fragile
I'm removed holding back sitting so still
While it works every inch through my bloodstream
I get used to the burn as it kills me
It's been so easy to see and still so hard to avoid
All that I think that I need outweighs the shake in my voice
I'll stay where you want me to stay if you'll say you're not fading away
Picked it up from the start I've been fragile
Skin and bones hiding under the table
Rearranged to the point of disabled
I'd speak up if I thought I was able
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You don't have to say it twice
I've been up late thinking about it each and every night
You can tell I'm tired
If you don't say it again I'll be fine
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Daybreak
03:41
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It's fine I didn't expect you to want to change your mind
I only hoped you'd say it one more time
How it was worth it
How I deserved it
How your endless stream of "What I mean" brought you down and kept you on your knees
You haven't got to the best part
You've been searching for so long
You haven't got to where you and I lay ourselves inside
The hole that our doubt filled
Next to the home that our hope built
I'll go, I wouldn't expect you to ask me on your own
And since you'd hate to try it's better that I don't
It seems to me that anyone can take anything they please
So why can't I just take the time to get back on my feet
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Marty
03:45
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I am a bitter man, a dead man
My cynicism sits in my throat with my plans
Am I better yet? Or better yet, am I good enough to forget that I can see the end, I want it when
I'm painting this picture like I'm getting something set
While my competence is anything but permanent, it's getting harder and harder to stand
My friends have never seen the sun
It gets farther and farther with each new one I make
I'm the one they tell to keep it all together when oh this all feels fake
Oh these days I keep my eye on the prize and get good at running away
I'm to blame, I spent a second growing old and my whole life refusing to change
Is this the bitter end, or the dead end?
I'm reflecting everybody I swore to forget
It's my nagging flaw, my downfall while I come around to regret
But I know we'll go driving around so slow with every song on the radio reminding me I'm alone
Well lately, I've been thinking I don't know why but I'm sinking
And the problem with knowing why is, that you wanted to
So take me, make it sink in, let it rot out, until we're clean again
But the problem with knowing why is, that you wanted to
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