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Whatever's Left
04:18
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You're the one with a brush to the canvas
And I'm the subject with no direction
Eyes to the floor, wondering how I even got here
Nearly gone, but not quite an option
What's the worst that could happen
What would trying do if I stayed right now
If it's not me who got to where I am
Whatever's left must've tracked me down
Please paint a good picture of me
There's blank frames all around if you need them
Don't illustrate me on the coat of my stains
The good's there, you just need colors to see it
Wasn't seeking help from you or anyone else
I'm content in my stubbornness
All I can do to imagine saving us
Just isn't worth your time
What's the worst that could happen
What would trying do if I stayed right now
If it's not me who got to where I am
Whatever's left must've tracked me down
Please paint a good picture of me
There's blank frames all around if you need them
Don't illustrate me on the coat of my stains
The good's there, you just need colors to see it
I wanna whitewash who I've become
Turning back on the trail I've left
It might be too much to outrun
Rather we call it a draw or I erase you from my mind
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Aftermath
03:26
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You carry the weight of the whole world on your shoulders
Just when you thought you could breathe now the whole thing just starts over
Once the bed is made until you dig a grave so deep you can’t make it out
I’ve been forcing on a smile, my doubt and my denial
Open arms to the things I live without
There comes a day and time to draw a wider line
It gets better, at least I hope so
(It gets better, it gets better)
Letting go
Finally learning to use some self-control
It gets better, at least I hope so
Call it whatever you want to
The unfinished failures that haunt you (haunt you)
A storybook ending that doesn’t exist
Collapsed to the thought of a plan
I couldn’t tie up the ends, so I ran
There’s truth to the pain without a fix
So I fix all my problems with this
There comes a day and time to draw a wider line
It gets better, at least I hope so
(It gets better, it gets better)
Letting go
Finally learning to use some self-control
It gets better, at least I hope so
Letting go
Letting go
It gets better, at least I hope so
(It gets better, it gets better)
It gets better, at least I hope so
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Follow up with what is left behind
Closed curtains and unopened eyes
Falling short despite what’s recognized
Clearly never really cutting ties
What’s it gonna take this time?
Jaded actions never got us anywhere
Picture perfect and with only good intentions
Feeling sorry for the years that got skipped over
“It’s okay” is what you’ll say and that’s just not the case
Building up the pain as if it were nothing at all
Left it all behind
I gave it everything until I was blind
The pain I feel inside
My own undoing, it means nothing at all
Follow up with what is left behind
Closed curtains and unopened eyes
Falling short despite what’s recognized
Clearly never really cutting ties
Left it all behind
What’s it gonna take?
Now you’re falling off
Will you land on your feet or break?
Follow up with what is left behind
Closed curtains and unopened eyes
Falling short despite what’s recognized
Clearly never really cutting ties
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Talking Distance
03:50
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Home again
Failed to find my words
Looking at the state I’m in
No contact, it’s all a blur
I should’ve known better
Keep our talking distance forever
All good things come to an end
The amount I take when I break and bend
Clearly divided, I couldn’t confide in you
I made the same mistakes as before
I wanted to see it through
I should’ve known better
Keep our talking distance forever
All good things come to an end
The amount I take when I break and bend
I let my thoughts build up
Now I’m falling
So now I’m falling
So many things in my mind
I couldn’t hear you calling
Waiting on a sign
I left it up to time
We never could decide
I left it up to time
We never could decide
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