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Hold Tight
03:19
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It's been fifteen years since we left you on the street,
I didn't see a single tear roll down your cheek.
Not that I cared, I was barely four years old.
But Mum was right, we were both just moving on.
But that's what you couldn't see, wasn't sure if you really wanted me.
Now I'm 21 years old, so what's seven months, you couldn't even fucking call.
You always say you're proud of me, but these autumn leaves fall like my self-esteem.
I'll hold tight my insecurities.
I left Dad back in Anna-Bay with every single thing we made.
Through the glass I watched you disappear, was the coldest winter day that year.
And I'm grateful, not that I have shown it.
Never from a lack of love, more like a useless poet.
You always say you're proud of me, but these autumn leaves fall like my self-esteem.
I'll hold tight my insecurities.
Spring time came so suddenly, bet you couldn't even bear to see the better man I’d grown to be.
Now I’m starting to realize the choices you made will never shape me.
Now I’m starting to come to terms with all the thoughts that cloud my head.
"We'll make it through you'll see", that's what you said to me.
"We'll make it through you'll see", that's what you said to me.
You always say you're proud of me, but these autumn leaves fall like my self-esteem.
I'll hold tight my insecurities.
Spring time came so suddenly, bet you couldn't even bear to see the better man I’d grown to be.
I'll watch these autumn leaves, hold tight my insecurities.
I'll watch these autumn leaves, blow them away my summer breeze.
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Pressure
02:42
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Why don’t you ask me, about the things I did today? Did I live up to my expectations that I didn’t even make? The pressure to succeed is growing, it takes my breath, I’m fucking choking on all the promises I made;
I’m sorry if you felt dismayed.
And if I can't find another key, I'll force myself right to the top you'll see.
I find it hard to get up every day, and push through all the obstacles that the world throws in my face.
Am I going colour blind, or what if the world’s turning grey? My perception on reality is something I could never change.
A shadow of a man, unknowing.
Catching up to me, not slowing.
Down an empty stream, not flowing.
Watching all the youth, foregoing.
Everything that mattered to me, another chapter of this story.
What if everything you said was just another word that I misread.
And if I can't find another key, I'll force myself right to the top you'll see.
I find it hard to get up every day, and push through all the obstacles that the world throws in my face.
Am I going colour blind, or what if the world’s turning grey? My perception on reality is something I could never change.
And if I look right through you,
I’ll see what you saw in me.
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3. |
Prospect
03:05
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These cracks in my skin, let the darkness seep right into me.
But now I’m begging for the light that you throw.
Struggling to find a way, I've got to break through this uncertainty.
I’m sick of spending every day, concealing all the words I want to say.
Then you turn back to me, it lingers on your lips.
A stale breath is all I need, but now you’re lying right beside me.
What an unusual perspective, knowing I’ll fall asleep today.
Looking forward to tomorrow, I guess it’ll be okay.
For the first time, in a long time.
We’ll wander down Prospect street,
biggest problem in our lives is what we’re gonna eat.
And maybe we can stay in bed all day;
Escape the cold, or get old.
But it doesn’t matter anyway.
Barely seven months ago,
I can’t believe we didn’t know.
All that time that we wasted, watching our favourite TV shows.
Most of the time I find it hard to believe,
I'm always trying to get a grip on my anxiety.
‘Cause I never really thought I’d hear you say,
all the things running through my head every single day.
And usually I'd be sitting here,
waiting for everything to disappear.
Like the smoke to the wind and the sun each night.
You’re my undying light.
We’ll wander down Prospect street,
biggest problem in our lives is what we’re gonna eat.
And maybe we can stay in bed all day;
Escape the cold, or get old.
But it doesn’t matter anyway.
Barely seven months ago,
I can’t believe we didn’t know.
All that time that we wasted, watching our favourite TV shows.
Maybe we can stay awake tonight,
maybe we can argue who is right.
Then I’ll tell you everything I feel,
I’m sorry if I double check it’s real.
It’s because I know I’m not alone,
when I tell my mother on the phone.
That I’m sick of being on the road,
And this is where I want to call my home.
For the first time, in a long time.
We’ll wander down Prospect street,
biggest problem in our lives is what we’re gonna eat.
And maybe we can stay in bed all day;
Escape the cold, or get old.
But it doesn’t matter anyway.
Barely seven months ago,
I can’t believe we didn’t know.
All that time that we wasted, watching our favourite TV shows.
Watching our favourite TV shows.
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4. |
Radiate
01:40
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These cracks in my skin let the darkness seep right into me, but now I’m begging for the light that you throw.
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Temperamental
03:05
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Temperamental;
A facet of my imagination.
Like the condensation on my window pane,
‘cause I'll watch our pictures fade like it was always meant to be this way.
I can see our friendship slipping away,
down a route that's impossible to take.
Looks like you already noticed.
And I know it’s probably my abrasive personality,
but I couldn't even care less, in all honesty.
I'm a pendulum, and I'm swinging between the thoughts in my head, and the lies that we have fabricated.
Stand aside, and watch me cut my way through the rope that holds us tight.
Before it breaks under this unrelenting tension.
Every empty sentence that you speak is as crooked as my grinding teeth.
And I couldn't even begin to think of how to break this cycle.
I'll spend every second of every day just trying to find another way.
And I bet it hurts to hear me say that I can't wait to see this day.
I'm a pendulum, and I'm swinging between the thoughts in my head, and the lies that we have fabricated.
Stand aside, and watch me cut my way through the rope that holds us tight.
Before it breaks under this unrelenting tension.
I’ll always see you for what you are:
Another broken memory, another retributive scar.
Now I hear it echo in the chambers of my head.
A resounding reminder of the words you never said.
Go on call me pessimistic, but you know I'm just realistic.
Go on call me pessimistic, but you know I'm just realistic.
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6. |
Elapse
03:23
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I’m sick of spending every day,
just watching myself fade away.
I’m sorry I could never be, something I’m not.
This isn’t me angry, this is just me asking do we have anything left?
I’m trying hard to keep my sanity.
This means so much to me.
‘Cause I know I never wanted this to be, a mistake that haunts me endlessly.
I cannot bare to take another step.
Down a road that leads me far away, from the youth I had just yesterday.
I wish that I could find this somewhere else.
Life is always pushing forward;
I never get the chance to catch my breath.
‘Cause now I see that the cracks along the pavement mark the sleepless nights I’ve spent.
I reminisce perpetually on the past and how things could have been,
Cause I never thought I would be alone with nothing left.
‘Cause I know I never wanted this to be, a mistake that haunts me endlessly.
I cannot bare to take another step.
Down a road that leads me far away, from the youth I had just yesterday.
I wish that I could find this somewhere else.
The only thing I’m good at is never giving in,
And I’ve never felt okay living in this skin.
I let everyone down when it might have mattered most, and the only regret I have - it was so easy to let this go.
Now I’m left with this harsh feeling of emotional distress that runs so deep.
What if I just learnt how to break through the pain I feel every day.
But I guess I’m doing better, so I’ll complain about the weather,
‘Cause I just keep praying that it’ll rain like yesterday.
I would do anything just to feel young again.
I would do anything just be young again.
I would do anything just to feel young again.
I would do anything.
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