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Finger Guns
02:21
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No matter how many times I try
I can't stop setting my house on in fire
It's like a parchment apartment
Keep running 'til I hear the sirens
I live my life with one foot over the edge
Keep falling in the same old rut
Running my mouth when I should keep my mouth shut
Doing the same old stuff
I'm drunk and I'm stoned and it's still not enough but
I'm so sick of falling asleep in my jeans
Waking up and never brushing my teeth
Stumbling out the door without purpose or meaning
I'm just so tired of being
Why can't I stop falling
Why can't I stop falling
It seems like every time I try to get up I fall down
I can't stop falling
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Commute
02:45
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I keep you in the laces of my boots
All tripped up and comfortably confused
Cause you got me working for-
What I'm working for's not true
How can I reciprocate
When I still go home without you
Do you take the leap if you know that you'll get bruised
It's a fucked up fate that I lie awake without you
Without you
The last words off your lips were bitter sweet
It probably would be better if we don't speak
Cause you got me aching now all this achings made me weak
Is this distance killing you cause it's killing me
When all I wanna do is kiss your face
Am I killing you
Cause you're killing me
Does it make me weak to admit that I need this
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3. |
Call Me Back
03:41
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I went home
To the place where we grew up
Should see how it’s grown in the back
In the grass
Near the fort that we threw up
It’s funny how
It all played out
In that we don’t even speak
I swore somehow
That I’d reach out
And I’d call you this week
So call me back
When you get this
I’m not mad
I’m just saying that I miss it
And we grew up down the street
Do those fifteen years mean nothin’ to you
Like they did to me
Cause to me they were everything
And I remember the day you stabbed me in the back
It was supposed to be me, you and Pat
But it didn’t feel like that
That my girlfriend was over too much and you started to resent me
And in the morning you were already packing
And I just rolled back to sleep
Because I knew if you’d asked me I’d never apologize
But I’m Sorry
So call me back
When you get this
I’m not mad
I’m just saying that I miss it
I miss those nights
I miss those days
I don’t care if we fight
I wanna know you’re okay
So call me back
When you get this
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Pocket Sand!
02:39
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Don't stop believing
That one day we won't end up so sad
Don't stop dreaming
That the light at the end of the tunnel won't bring us back
I've got my hands full
And my pockets full of sand
I'll give an ear full
To anyone who understands
Don't stop chasing
Those dreams you thought you left in the dirt
Don't try erasing
It takes time to heal what hurts
I've got my hands full
And my pockets full of sand
I'll give an ear full
To anyone who understands
I've got my hands full
And my pockets full of sand
I'll give an ear full
To anyone who understands
Don't stop
We're just slowing down
We're not giving up
Don't stop
We're just slowing down
We're not giving up
I've got my hands full
And my pockets full of sand
I'll give and ear full
To anyone who understands
I've got my hands full
A drink in both hands
I'll give a beer full
To anyone who wants to dance
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5. |
BLANK
04:08
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Shattered like the glass
That casts a rainbow
Across the back of your holy man
What's the plan
I don't have one
I have no one
Smoothest of glass
Reflecting my past
It doesn't seem far away
Time passed so fast
I knew it wouldn't last
But it felt just like yesterday
Isn't it obvious that I haven't been myself
I'm nothing but a shell
My bones
My teeth
My skeleton
How did I think you could ever notice
Notice that I've been trying harder than I ever have before
I'm trying to understand why I do the things I do
Why I say the things I say but I can't
Nothing coming out of my mouth makes sense
I know that
I'm wishy-washy, insecure and totally confusing
But so are you
You push me away time and time again
And I persist
But we're not talking about you now and I understand that
We're not talking about how selfish you can be
We're not talking about everything wrong
We're talking about everything wrong with me
I get it
I know you said not to say sorry so much and I promise
I'm not
Lord help me I'm alone again
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We Were Blank Buffalo, New York
Born on craigslist rising from a suburbs basement we are We Were Blank.
Emo 4 piece with too much free time.
Brendan- Guitar, Vox
Rob- Bass, Vox
Matt- Drums
Blaise - Guitar
We Were Blank recommends:
Masterpiece
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Lovely
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What's Past Is Prologue
by Free Throw
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