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Sad, Sad Summer Daze
03:11
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The light peaks through my blinds as I lay down
I think about everything I said I'd do wearing a frown
Cause it's hard to keep those spirits high when the sun's around
I think about how I spend my time when the night hits ground
Why do I spend these nights alone?
Why can't I wake before it's noon?
Why can't paranoia set me free?
Or why can't August end and I can go back to living?
I guess it's just a summer daze
The orangey glow follows me around
I don't want to feel the humid breeze
I want the cold to envelope me
I want the cold to eat me
I want to be a big feast for all the northern provinces and territories
I want to be frozen to death
And I want to see my last breath
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Monster in the Morning
03:09
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I'm a monster in the morning
When I've just rolled out of bed
I don't want love I don't want wealth
I just want to be fed
And I can taste you on my tongue
And feel you in my pores
I wanted to adore you
You wanted something more
And I'm crawling through the memories
Summers long ago
Where did I go wrong?
I really just want to know
My love for you is dead and gone
I just want to be fed
I need the taste I've been missing
I wanted you to love me
I carved the perfect man
I spent hours on his mind
And I spent hours on his hands
But he was a monster
And he would not be stopped
Endless nights of crying
And questioning our love
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I Wanna (Intermission)
01:31
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And I can't forgive myself
When I sleep all day
The sun just shines so bright
All my energy, it fades
And I can't forgive the girls
Who give themselves to me
I want nothing in the world
But to be the one to please
Even when I grow weary
And all these thoughts they fill my head
I think these girls help me see clearly
But they just make my memories dead
And I hate when I see
That I've become the thing I hate
I wander the streets breaking girls one by one
I wish they'd tell me to wait
So take me back to the old days
When summer made me smile
Sitting under streetlights late into the night
But friends only last awhile
And I'm sad all the time
Even when I smile
But I don't want to see no professional
I'm afraid of what they'll say
So put me on the bus to a new town
One where I can grow
I'd like to think I'll miss the bridge
But I really just want to go
And I'm sorry mom and dad
for moving far away
I promise it's temporary
At least that's what I'll say
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I can only sing about one thing for so long
I start to grow tired and I need a new song
One that brightens my day and makes me smile
One that's made for me and makes me go wild
I want it all
I want to be whole
I ride my bike to the lake
On a rainy summer day
I see their faces in the water
Songs of summer
Awfully dusty
Crying for my attention
Calling out
They're calling out for me
They're calling for me
Why can't they see I don't need their wondrous melodies?
My remedy
Wondrous Melodies
Sweet dreams, Brian...
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Collect (Hurt)
04:38
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I train myself to sleep
Because my brain won't let me
And I deal with this disorder
Of unknown variety
I collect nothing but books on my shelves
And they collect nothing but dust for me
And I collect nothing but memories
And they collect nothing but pain for me
And I want your mother to know
That her girl is coming home
And I want your father to know
That I won't bother him again
I want to get hurt
I collect nothing but friends
And they do nothing for me
I collect nothing but hearts
And they do nothing for me
I collect nothing but sounds
And they do nothing for me
And I collect nothing but pay stubs
And they've done nothing
I want to get hurt
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Callon Murphy
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