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Front Teeth
03:56
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I'm finally feeling free
Octaves jump around me
I do my best to barely keep tone
How many would I take?
One to sleep and more to stay awake
I barely keep tone
I haven't hit bottom yet but if I do I'll regret a thing or two: decisions I made when I was younger
It didn't feel too wrong
When I was numb oh I felt strong
When I was down I never felt home
I hoped you wouldn't know
Through tired eyes my lack of sleep would show
I never felt home
I haven't hit bottom yet but if I do I'll regret a thing or two: decisions I made when I was younger
I'd be lying through the gap in my front teeth if I said to you I didn't miss the way it made me feel
I'd be lying through the gap in my front teeth if I said to you codependence wasn't real
I've been lying through my front teeth
I haven't hit bottom yet but if I do I'll regret a thing or two: decisions I made when I was younger
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Inhale. Exhale.
03:52
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Curtains close and fade to black
The show is over
Tearing all the posters down and I just let you
These walls could talk what would they say?
A yell or whisper?
Already had most of these holes before I met you
And even if you curse my name I always hope you
Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out
The truths exposed the whitest lie
And now we're over
Picture frames flipped upside down so I won't miss you
And even if you curse my name I always hope you
Breathe in, Breathe out
I swore, I swore, the distance was fine
I swore, I swore, the problems were mine
I swore, I swore, I wouldn't leave you
I swore, I swore, I wouldn't leave you
I swore, I swore, the distance was fine
I swore, I swore, the problems were mine
I swore, I swore, I wouldn't leave you
I wouldn't leave you
Curtains close
And if one day I want you back remind myself to
Breathe in, Breathe out, Breathe in, Breathe Out
And even while I'm at my worse I won't forget to
Breathe in, Breathe out, Breathe in, Breathe out
And even if you curse my name I always hope you
Breathe in, Breathe out, Breathe in, Breathe out
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Doug Kallin Hillsdale, New Jersey
Sometimes when I feel inspired I write songs. Sometimes I manage to record those songs. These are those songs.
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