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Bloody Lookin'
04:26
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ll start off by staying ahead of the water
ill lay down catching my breath while I can
Ill sit still saying im sorry for dark
youll be runnin streaming im sorry for leaving
everybodys got some faces to hide
ive done my best to do like you
and lose my interests
still got them regardless
vie done my done my best to do liek you
to kill these feelings
still cant seem to watch you leaving me
this apartment is a mess
just like you and all your friends
youll never understand whats commitment
be specific about it and do it
ill be over it loudly
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Here I escape to a place where
I sense that my gestures
will shape me inside
I don’t forget that I left ahead
I’m glowing where I lead
This distance
compared to discomfort
equals to something I meant by using these words
if one has to find it
we have to find it all
I don’t forget that I left ahead
I’m glowing where I lead
I miss the way the leaves
used to tell me how
every every every every every willow trees
how solitary this could be
this could be
this could be
this could be
everything
everything
everything
when I watched you from the mountain
taking care of your assignment
you had to count the filament
of spit
ascending to the stars
and descending in our throats
you had to deal with half of this
cause I was there and watched you sink
or your hands shook where your heart lost track of love
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winter rolls up its sleeves
so were fucked by all means
thats his plan all along
we are forgotten one by one
til we shaded and then replace them
well get caught in the frost
senseless gaze and cover dots
endless debts from stopping ages
its a game that we all lost
til we shaded and then replace them
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Most of My Time
04:49
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Most of my time
I lied down with everyone
I lie down and just like them
Im complaining just like them
From far away I hear your voice
I hear my childhood and tomorrow will be a good day to slowly go away
Thousands of bodies shot
Despair for a better sort
while im rambling
im getting lost in the nights of wakefulness
i still try to figure it out
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Post-Molly
02:21
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Trim it Short
04:05
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I dont think Ill let this one go
Although im stupidly far from home
Ill say it loudly but please dont call me
i hate talking stoned
do i even have to hear it
fuck it i guess i already know by now
many miles
the crackled wind
please trim it short
i heard it all this season
I dont think Ill let this one go
Although im stupidly far from home
Ill say it loudly but please dont call me
i hate talking stoned
do i even have to hear it
fuck it i guess i already know by now
unsettled sounds around
my mouth is dry from wandering
land keeps expanding
how to craft a world where we mean
well
I hate to say this
stop baying aloud
the state your in
I hardly know you
still cant that you feel better now
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Altalalaval
01:29
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Almost Sterling
05:12
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I feel this windmill driving keen on me
i feel these hinges holding us in here
its been a year i buried all my thoughts
its been a year i buried all i care for
i never thought this place would take a piece of me
you look like a statue on these wooden floors were swallowed whole
i never thought this place would hold so much of me
rooftops we yelled into
we were climbing from ourselves
its been a year i buried all my thoughts
its been a year i buried all i care for
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Bob Abate
04:23
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were getting old again
its the third time this week
better stick with me then go fuck around and never come back to this peace
were getting late on life
this pace is slow
but its shows by its lack of failures right
were getting old again
woh oh
today
is made to be a success
i feel like
its a godd day
i hope that ill stay open minded
for all the things you said we fainted for too easily
i hope that ill stay open minded
woh oh
i would gamble it all
put the flag on the right shed
win the day by its light then
eyes wide open
but am i trying
i would cover our eyes as big as this sign
ill tell what we said was
well keep the worst for the future
its time to leave it run forget what we just done
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Gulfer Montréal, Québec
Topshelf Records + Royal Mountain Records
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Vince' slacker/downer pop project.
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Julien and Vince's prog/math/emo band.
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Bas Relief - QTT8
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