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25-4EVER
01:40
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We're getting older everyday
it's not okay
my back's been hurting and I
have to watch my diet
but I'm not sure I can do that
I have to be responsible
and try to keep tabs on my money flow
and not get into too much trouble
and pretend like I give a shit
Why does every little thing
have to be so confusing and
I don't know what to do
I feel like my brain is diffusing
breaking up into little pieces
synapses that now lead to nowhere
I'm not sure if that means anything
but I'm pretty sure it might be a metaphor
or something like that maybe
please don't try to explain it to me
just another thing to pretend to pay attention to
and I promise that I won't retain it
but before I go I might say that
I've been meaning to get on the eliptical machine again
but I'm pretty sure that it won't happen
and everything I say's been said before
and every chord I play is overused
and every note I sing is a waste of time
and every breath I take is a fruitless endeavor
holds the weight of a feather
constrained with a tether
or something else that rhymes with -eather
let's say leather, or how bout together
or maybe we could just make small talk
and say something about the goddamn weather
because that's all we're really
here for anyways
just nod your head like "right"
and sleepwalk through the days, I
wish I could be jocular
but I'm coming off as stern and
I just don't get why realness
has to be so hard to discern and
I just want to be honest
about honesty, for me,
it seems we're wading in a shallow pool
of tears and misery
and everything I say's been said before
and every chord I play is overused
and, like, it's the chorus again for a second time
wow how original, hey, good for you
We're getting older everyday
it's not okay
and my back hurts
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Portland, OR
03:39
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hanging out on my new friend's couch
in Portland
I haven't been here for long
but I've met some awesome people
and they've got this couch
it's where I'm hanging out
It's been a stressful stretch of time
this past week or so
and everything wears down before you know
but this couch in this punk rock house
feels like home right now
yeah, this couch feels like fucking home right now
cause every start eventually comes to an end
and it's nice to put yourself out there and make new friends
What did I ever do to deserve these good people in my life
chuck the end in the recycle bin, here's to new beginnings
sold all of my belongings and moved across the country
as we literally drove up north we figuratively fell down south
that's a way for me to say that shit fell apart
and the differences that grew were becoming too wide to hold on to
the enormous gap between us too big to cross
well that's it, such is life, I guess it's time to give up
well that's it, fuck life, I give up
cause every start eventually comes to an end
and it's nice to put yourself out there and make new friends
What did I ever do to deserve these good people in my life
chuck the end in the recycle bin, here's to new beginnings
decided that it's time to make decisions
deciphering the next few moves like a game of chess
I sometimes make the moves too quickly, I confess
Keep on moving forward with my head held high
Where the wheel will stop, we may not know for sure
but if we keep on flying, we're bound to soar
but if we keep on trying, we're fucking bound to soar
cause every start
(CAUSE EVERY START E-)ventually comes to an end
and it's nice to put yourself out there and make new friends
What did I ever do to deserve these good people in my life
chuck the end in the recycle bin, here's to new beginnings
here's to new beginnings
here's to new beginnings
beginnings
beginnings
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Richmond, VA
04:17
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Can we fight
our own misunderstandings?
Can we see through the fog
to find a place
to make a gentle landing
The pain that has built up
is stacked so tall
it touches the moon
Can we create dance steps
to go along
to a brand new tune?
And we struggle - we struggle -
we struggle each and every day
To circum - to circum -
to circumnavigate the sway
And I'm burnt out - I'm burnt out -
I'm burnt out - what else can I say?
Please just tell me - just tell me -
just tell me it will all be okay
that we'll all be okay
Walking through
the rains of Richmond
Feeling like I might
have found a place
where I can belong
Soaking hair and shoes
that squish with every single step
A grocery bag
holding hope for tomorrow
is tied so it won't get wet
And we struggle - we struggle -
we struggle each and every day
To circum - to circum -
to circumnavigate the sway
And I'm burnt out - I'm burnt out -
I'm burnt out - what else can I say?
Please just tell me - just tell me -
just tell me it will all be okay
that we'll all be okay
that we'll all be okay
that we'll all be okay
And that you deserve love
and that I deserve love
and that we deserve love
and that our friends deserve love
And that you deserve love
and that I deserve love
and that we deserve love
and that the world deserves love
And that you deserve love
and that I deserve love
and that we deserve love
and that our friends deserve love
And that you deserve love
and that I deserve love
and that we deserve love
and that the world
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UGGGHHHHH!
02:04
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Try to escape the cell I built up in my mind
four walls, an echo-chamber, reverberate self-loathing thoughts
until the end of time
can't dig a tunnel with a spoon
and cover it with a poster
that only works in the movies
Lie back and zone out
the entire day
and let the time consume me
I'm so empty
I can't think straight anymore
Instead my mind meanders
til' I get dizzy
and I pass out on the floor
Can't break away
from these cyclical days
enervation as we age
I think that's it
Let's call it quits
time to toss the towel to the stage
I'm over it
I think I need to get the fuck out of my head
It's so much harder done than said
I wish that we could be way cooler with ourselves
wouldn't that be great for our mental health
I find that it gets easier every day
to ignore my slow decay
I'm too exhausted to plant my feet on the ground
so I just lay back
and let the time consume me
I'm so empty
I can't think straight anymore
Instead my mind meanders
til' I get dizzy
and I pass out on the floor
Can't break away
from these cyclical days
enervation as we age
I think that's it
Let's call it quits
I'm trying to convince myself that
I'm over it
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Madison Turner Richmond, Virginia
Somewhere between pop punk and alternative rock and folk, sometimes with a full band and sometimes alone, always loud.
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