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Yucca Street
02:29
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Haven't made a meaningful connection in years.
Everyone always disappears... or is it me?
I don't know. I don't think.
All I know is that it keeps happening.
And I walked down that Yucca Street with bills in my hand,
thinking of the demands, and looking at the concrete.
I don't know. I don't think.
All I know is that the clouds are a ceiling.
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Confidence
03:06
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Confidence comes in dozens, leaves you in bunches.
Leaves you with somebody else.
It can be so hard to judge if I don't have enough or if I have too much.
It's such a fine line, and every single time, she's leaving,
and I'm barely believing in myself.
I need her, but she needs somebody else.
Does staying in love mean staying in touch?
Yeah. I think it does. I think too much.
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Freezing
02:58
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I don't understand why anyone would stay.
And I don't want to wait around another day.
And I can't take too much of the sunlight cause it burns my skin.
And honest to god, I think I'll vomit, pass out, and wake up again.
And you say, “Go away.”
Baby, you're so goddamn cool, I just wanna drown.
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Town
02:46
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Five o'clock, and the sun is down, and I won't stop thinking about this town,
and how I don't want to leave right now.
Will you stay with me? Maybe.
Two o'clock, and the sun's still down, and I can't stop thinking about you now,
and how I didn't want to leave right now.
Will you stay with me? Maybe.
Five o'clock, and the sun is down, and I won't stop thinking about this town,
and how this place is shifting so rapidly.
I need relief – a place to hold onto.
And a pistol grip won't even slip.
It won't cause a damn thing to fall off.
And I'll walk slowly.
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Carpal
02:52
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I guess I'm lucky to get to experience things like this,
Even if they're amiss sometimes. That's fine.
That's fine with me – I've still got all of the room I need to breathe.
And it may not be much to you, but it'll do for me.
For now, at least.
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Time To Go
02:50
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Affective
02:53
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Face to face.
Back to back.
Walk away.
Oh, what a way to overreact on my behalf.
And I can't say that I'm done trying my hand at this one.
I often think back, and I don't understand why you would call me that.
You can say what you will.
I don't mind.
I'm standing still, and I'm still standing.
Used as a crutch, a broken beam. It burst at once. It split at the seam.
A broken record, stuck on repeat: you and me.
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Stuck
03:00
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Hello, Golden State.
I can see you from a million miles away.
I can see the beads of sweat glistening on your forehead, waiting for me.
Envious, I guess.
And I miss you sometimes. I get over it.
And I was stuck on you again.
Hello, Sunshine State.
I can see you from a million miles away.
I can see the endless drives – nothing around me for miles, into the trees.
Hello, Empire State.
I can see you crashing underneath the waves.
And I don't ever want to know your name.
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Disposable Thing
02:43
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The fire escape was made of velvet rope.
I grabbed a hold, and I let myself go.
Did I stutter when I talked?
Did I stutter when I spoke?
And I understand not returning any phone calls.
I would do the same as you if I was in your shoes,
But that doesn't help me wondering,
Why was I a disposable thing?
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Distant Tone
03:00
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A road block.
A slow walk.
Turned off.
A bad thought.
I lost sight.
Was I boring her?
It's all right.
I'm a boring person.
I guess I lost her with my distant tone.
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Rebecca
03:26
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I watched the sun, and my veins they did creep.
I could not find anything that was deep as the blood.
So unsteady.
I wasn't ready to go.
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