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Wake Up
01:18
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Waking up in your arms at three in the morning
Will be something I cherish my entire life
It’s too bad that you had to change your mind
I know that I am just another piece to your life
But you are mine.
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Everything I Lost
03:21
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I’m sick of living in New England
I’ve gotta get out of here
I hope when I’m away, you listen to my voice speak of all the things that I have lost
You’re everything I’ve lost
I’m tired of my mind and the way it gets when I’m alone
And I’m tired of this smooth pavement two blocks from your home
I’m over thinking
I’m contradicting
Smashing all the bulbs inside this streetlight
And breaking my face through the glass
I’m sick of living in New England
I gotta get out of this state of mind
I hope when I’m away you listen to my voice speak of all the things that I have lost
You’re everything I’ve lost
You can’t take back the problems you left me with
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Honesty Is A Dying Breed
03:26
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You were stubborn and cold, I got this habit of quickly growing old
I’ll drive myself to school
Yeah I’ll drive myself to school
So this is it
You’re losing out
On every bond that I once held
I’ll shut you out, I’ll shut you out
I know it seems that I hate you so much
I’m sick in the head, I’m always worked up
I threw my life away for pills and sleeping in late
Don’t think that I can’t smell it on you, the second you walk in
Is this what you wanted, is this what you wanted?
I based my whole life around you and you stabbed me in the hand
Is this what you wanted, is this what you wanted?
Well I’ve been looking at everything that we’ve seen, are you holding all this guilt up to me?
Honesty Is A Dying Breed
Don’t go into your bed next to me again
Honesty Is A Dying Breed
Honesty
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Surround
03:37
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You were never much of a man anyway
And you were never much of a friend
Disgusted by the way that you live, but who am I to pass any judgement
You twist and you turn your finger on the cap
Grinding it in place the glass will crack
I look around at the people that surround me
This whole town is filled with scum and I have no time for this county
All that I have to do, to get in your stupid fucking group
Is to be just like you
Cause I am the one that you’re dying to connect with
And I am the one that you’ll grow to hate
And I am the one that you’re wishing you could pick apart
And I am the one that you’ll grow to hate, woah
So take a look at your surroundings, is this what you were brought up to be?
The son of a man manufactured in Granby
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I'm A Wreck
01:38
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I’m a wreck I’m a mess and I can’t fall asleep anymore
Mentally I’m miserable and physically I’m sore
I just get tired of being me
Yeah I just get tired of being me
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6. |
Drive
02:32
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I wouldn’t call what I have closure
And I’m not sure that i ever will
I rely and value my drive and heart
I’ll never feel what we felt again
You tore me from the book you
You tore me from the book
I want to walk right up your stairs into your bedroom
Rip down all of your paintings, and throw them all over the room
Rip away the pages
Rip away, just rip away
Wipe away the faces
Wipe away all of these faces
You tore me from the book
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7. |
Artless
01:24
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I’m out of my mind for ever thinking that we could have came this far
I sat down in my car
I visited all the places that used to hold my name
So this is where I end up, I’m just tired of sleeping and dreaming alone.
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I'd Be Nothing
04:07
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I made a hole inside my wall where my head fits perfectly, I was too angry to speak
So I just smashed my fist into the concrete
Flash back to senior year, where my lungs filled up with smoke
You gave me six hands for the things that I couldn’t hold
Everyone is afraid of
Doing what they really want
I can’t live my life being what I’m not
Cause I’ve been watching the few friends that I have left
Finishing up their last year of classes
I’m too busy writing tracklists
And working on my conscience
Cause I’d be nothing without you here
You are my lungs, you are my heart
Cause I’d be nothing no
No I’d be nothing
I’d be nothing without you here
Cause I grew up, hating it here
Busting up the walls, wearing out my muscles
It’s hard to think
That I grew up, hating it here
Busting up the walls, wearing out my muscles
I just wanna say thanks for this, for putting up with all my messed up habits
And nothing’s ever how we make it out to be, and things are never as bad as they seem
I just wanna say
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9. |
Rough Draft
04:55
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I watched everyone I knew, pack up their things and go off to school
And it’s funny to think that if my heart wasn’t crushed
Then I wouldn’t have met the kids who keep my head up
I’m just glad I’m here
And I watched the jerks they all got what they deserve
And the kids who worked real hard they figured out their self worth
And I haven’t found what makes me happy, but I found something that’s worth living for
Sleeping on strangers floors and going on tour
Yeah and I’ll fill out a report
And I’ll be fine once it’s the weekend and I get to play a show
You made me feel like an outpatient, the way that I drift from bed to bed
And you made me into a nervous wreck
Now I’m the artist and you’re the rough draft
I’m a wreck, I’m a mess and I can’t fall asleep anymore
Mentally I’m miserable and physically I’m sore
I just get tired of being me, yeah I just get tired
You made me feel like an outpatient, the way that I drift from bed to bed
And you made me into a nervous wreck
Now I’m the artist and you’re the rough draft
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Life on the Sideline Granby, Connecticut
New EP 'Never Settle' out now. Connecticut. Rock.
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