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I never wanted to share you
But I never wanted
To fucking fancy you either.

Pass Away

If you would embrace me
Maybe I won't pass away
I could hide from Death in your arms
And you could keep me safe in your shade.

I was once a miracle
Now I'm a goddamned cast away
(Reclusive) (Getting high)
Smoking my days and weeks away
Waiting for it, endlessly.

I've triggered a latch
Feeling the sweat of sweet escape
You take your birth control
I'll take my death control.

They tell me if I swallow these lies
I may never pass away
Chemicals sink through my skull
And I melt into the soil
A poison upon the Earth;

I am going to pass away.

Subjective

The ones who say "trust me"
Are the ones who should never be trusted.

So Sorry

I thought there was love
And that she would catch my blood
Yet it spills
Who's truth are you living?
If it was mine
You'd be in my bed
And I'd be in your arms
I like my truth
Better than yours
I wish you did too, kid.

A continuing mission statement.

I've waved this white flag before
But I just want to make sure it's been seen
All I've wanted when I'm not around
Is to be missed
And for someone to be glad that I exist.

Damp

Abegail is asleep in my bed
Wrapped up warm in sheets
In a sea of make believe
With you, love, I never had a choice
Without you, my dearest, I never had a chance
I want to touch her face
But my hand would only go right through
She's just a ghost
A dreamer in a dream world
That I dreamed up myself
I am a daydreamer
Sinking in an ocean of dreams
Drowning because I miss you
Dying because I let you go
Without a very good fight
I will wait forever
But if only you wait forever too.

Cold Sweat

Martyr me
For all of my enemies to see
I walked a mile
Just to dance with the breeze
I'd do a waltz just to feel anything at all
The trumpets play
and the flutes ebb and flow
They soundtrack the danger I've gotten myself into
I'll feel the cold sweat run
and drip down my face
Sometimes it burns real bad
Other times
When the wind will blow upon my skin
On a cold, cold night
It's the only thing that feels "real".
Where are my friends?
Where is my family?
Why are you the only one
Who can save me?

Coda

Your heart is made of stone

Didn't you know mine is too?

"You and I, kid

We're gonna make history."

I believe you, baby doll

And I'll be the first to admit that you scare me real bad

Because you're the very definition of fine art

And with you

Just maybe

I can pull it all off

I could travel to the greenest jungles

Or cross the longest bridges

It's not so hard

My blood used to run like olive oil

And my heart would make me real heated

I'd been broken down, torn apart and rebuilt from the ground up

Because sometimes you've got to start anew

And shed the skin that let you down

"I know a thing or two about that, in all of my years it just hasn't felt like it ever truly worked out."

Until now?

"Until now."

I'm gonna become a gambler

A real god damned betting man

Put it all on the fun we can have

And yeah, I'm moving on

I'm not looking back

Only running fast

Into your arms

Where it's safe

Where I can bury all of my secrets

Because I just don't trust my safe anymore.

"Our hearts are made of stone but our naked skin wrestles softly together, you feel like silk and yeah I can see the years have gotten to you but they've gotten to me too. Nothing else matters when it's me and you."

Nothing else matters when it's just me and you.

Bad timing.

I've traced the sunrise with my fingers

While lying on my back in a sailboat

Floating like driftwood

Into the unknown

Abigail, you've been dead and gone for so long

That I don't even remember your face anymore

I don't know if I'm sad that it's her and not you

Or that maybe I wasn't ready for this at all

I'll roll off the side of this vessel

Let the ocean salt water choke completely

Let it rise throughout my body

And dissipate when it's killed me

My intentions were pure, but my execution came out all wrong.

I thought I'd spend my whole life making it up to you

But then you had passed along.

In the sea, I have no name

In the sea, my face is just a face

No one knows about you, Abigail

No one cares at all

Your replacement will try to save me from my watery grave

The liquid tomb won't say no

I may be dying now, Abigail

But the truth is I died long ago.

Curtains

If I can't have you

I will settle for your understudy.