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I am Jack
03:19
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Waiting I am, I’m in
Sweat erupts, I begin
Begin to feel like I’m drowning
In a sea of talented faces
We’re young, but we’re all wasters
I am Jack’s wasted life
Hollow I am, inside
Faking and lying but pride
Starts to make me feel drowsy
Your voice, “come back”
Not wasted enough to regret
I am Jack’s wasted life
I am Jack’s cold sweat
I am Jack’s regrets
I am drowning in
Jack’s secret fears
Wasted years
I am drowning
She’s smiling, smiling at me
I am slave, I am free
I’ll begin at the end of the story
Lately I’m starting to think
They’re all coming together
I am Jack’s paranoia
Salty, the tears I can taste
My fingers move to her face
I go back to the start
Of a story I can’t expand on
Been young since we can remember
I am Jack’s broken heart
I am Jack’s cold sweat
I am Jack’s regrets
I am drowning in
Jack’s secret fears
Wasted years
I am drowning
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2. |
Dead in the Reeds
02:48
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You could get caught up in deceit
Found dead in the reeds
Or you could smile your way through life
And laugh at problems
I guess things ain’t so black and white
To come down to wrong and right
So just feel your way
And pray you don’t get caught up
Living long enough to see
You ain’t got time to make believe
Takes time you haven’t got
And that’s a problem
So leave your fear and leave your pride
We’ll leave home and kick-start life
Because it’s not how you fuck things up
It’s how you solve them
We sold our souls
To never let go
We got lost
We’ll never see eye to eye
But we’ll never try
We’d wipe tears from our eyes
Laugh out as we cried
Walk down by the river
Welcome rebirth
Feeling impressive and new
Restrung and retuned
Don’t beat yourself up
For what that’s worth
But no, we’ll let the chance slip by
Carry fear throughout out lives
Slip through cracks and disappear
And just stay cautious
It’s a safer way to live
Coughing up what we just did
And the life that keeps us living
Is the life for us
We sold our souls
To never let go
We got lost
We’ll never see eye to eye
But we’ll never try
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3. |
Trees
04:51
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There’s a spot
In the dark
Where it happened
Facing the trees
Where life just carries on
Near the road
Where gravel
Mixes with
Green of the grass
All broke down near here
Begins with a fire alarm
Ringing on
Scores in pen on her arm the words
Of a song
Words in her head collide
As it starts
She’ll repeat these as a mantra
In the dark:
“Where will I run
when I’ve outrun my guilt?
Am I as helpless as I feel?”
Near the lights
The town
Where it happened
Facing the road
The road just carries on
In the grass
Where the snakes
Kiss with
Poisoned words
The end can’t be too long
Begins with a fire alarm
Ringing on
Scores in pen on her arm the words
Of a song
Words in her head collide
As it starts
She’ll repeat these as a mantra
In the dark:
“Where will I run
when I’ve outrun my guilt?
Am I as helpless as I feel?”
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4. |
Bottled Lovers
02:25
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The lasting love we lost
Lasted as long as we had thought
‘Til we broke our broken bread
Bled the blue from our eyes red
Into the blood cleansed clearing. Closed,
It held our feelings of remorse
Held our heavy heads and hearts
Spoke out harder than the start
Sad hellos to broken, breathless
Bottled lovers
Tormented, troubled teens
Fell to earth fast as we
Didn’t deem the drop we felt
Any drop compared to theirs
Impaired the impurities
Of loving someone such as she
In their eyes they knew that well
Though colder glares have still been felt
Through the brown cracked glass
Of smashed medicine bottles
I watched you
Follow sleep to the wheel
Your sorrow is never far behind
Achievement
We remembered this too late
And took the leap
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