1. |
Playing sad
04:06
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All the sudden...got this feeling that I'm dying.
Nothing seems to make it go away.
Friends come over, have a good time and its cool...
But when they leave all that fear comes back to torture me.
And I don't wanna go at it anymore
Its not the thing in my head
We back on track we back on track
Try and tiptoe everywhere
so I don't wake you
But I know its true...
You're just pretending to be sleeping
And I don't wanna go at it anymore
Its not the thing in my head
We back on track we back on track
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2. |
Coma baby lives!
03:39
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In a dream, awake... Floating away lost...
Birthday balloon with the wind blowing
her hair back around again.
Coma Coma baby
She's on her way out and you don't care
Coma Coma baby
Seems unnatural seems so unfair
Coma Coma baby
Ship is goin down with you in there
Faceless voice, abyss
spilling disguise, soft
Waterbed swings
in the yard over
a ditch where
the dogs were tied.
Coma Coma baby...
She's on her way out and you don't care
Coma Coma baby...
Seems unnatural seems so unfair
Coma Coma baby...
Ship is goin down with you in there
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3. |
Sun sets lonely
03:13
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Thinking its time I get a dog.
A best friend to hang out with
and go for walks
Memories fading away...
wonder what my friends are upto
Every now and again wonder
how my friends are doin...
Long time, No see.
Sun sets lonely
You'd wait all day for me
to get home. We'd play and
eat and sleep and not be all alone
Should I stay? What if I leave?
how long does it take to get there?
Do you think she's gone for good?
I would rather not remember...
Long time no see
Sun sets lonely
Big world... tiny
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4. |
Young and guessin
04:08
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Waking up... Walking down
Find the video. I would watch it
as if it were my favorite show
its a boy
My two brothers share a room
Coolest guys in town
When I watch them..
young and guessing
wish they were around
Its a boy
OOoooOOOOooooOOOOoooo
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5. |
Clear inside
03:27
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I've had dreams of losing it.
A shadow of what I'd like to believe
There's a door at my knocking in which
we could all use a friend, I'd say
And all these Ideas that I believe to be
my personal property... are just floating
around and shared throughout history
I went through all that trouble
tryna make it on my own
when all I needed was to call a friend
talk it out over the phone
and every time my heart felt
like it was gonna explode...
it was a lesson in feeling all the
pain I hid from for so long
Goodbye that life
its been real
we shared so many times
I feel so clear inside
Ive got my head on tight this time
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Conor Kinsman Los Angeles, California
Multi instrumentalist singer song writer from Stewartsville New Jersey living in Los Angeles. Doing the thing ❤️💋
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