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Gumb
03:13
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Back and forth
Thoughts collide in the forefront
Back and forth
I felt glossed over in a crowded room
And so I burrowed holes into the carpet below
And now I bite down on a spitting tongue
But it never erases the tension that's always present
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If comparison is the thief of joy
Well it can't be a thief if I let it inside
And I'm putting a jar out to collect your opinions
Yeah I'm taking a poll, I need to know how to feel
Oh, so melodramatic
Such a lack of conviction
If I could etch a sketch my cortex
You know, that I might give it a try
All I'm saying is I'm running myself ragged
And I think I see bone
And my voice is pretty sore
Cause I was trying to be clean and serene
Yeah simplify my needs
But then they changed the answers to the questions
Without telling me
If success can be measured
Intimacy can too
If contentment can be measured
Satisfaction can too
Well that's just a lie, it's just a quota
That I keep in my mind
And the tank can't run dry if I fuel it every night
(It's too cliche to say how I feel)
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Overflow of salt in the passenger seat
You amplify what I don't need
I lost my balance and sheen
Yeah you don't have to lie
And we're faced with a boundary situation
We cannot even rectify
So I choose to color the in between space
With a color that I don't even like
And if happiness, is just removing the defective parts
Yeah, merely addition by subtraction
Well I wanna hoard all the broke down junk '
Just to prove them wrong
(And I was trying my best to explain that to you)
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Keep Discreet
05:16
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Searching
For an appropriate thing to say
Like a magician, I pulled my answer out of a hat
Thought I had a contingency plan in place
They said God laughed
While I fumbled for what to say
And you were sobbing on the receiving end
I was a vanishing handrail as you fumbled down the stairs
Shaking in the kitchen
Don't think they wanna notice
Select your attention
Filter out every awkward tick
Every loss for words
Make your own perception
It'll only fit you
Still you were sobbing on the receiving end
I felt so helpless so I took my hands off the steering wheel
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