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Collin Can't Sleep
03:22
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We say we won't / we say we won't.
But we're still cold from selling off shares of our souls.
And are you alone?
Are you alone?
'Cause I can't stay away from that old phrase: "I won't sleep, I won't sleep" but now it's all I crave.
No, not yet!
If I'm being honest, I promise you're gonna have to keep your chin up.
Bite your tongue, swallow blood through this one.
And I'll tell you when you've had enough.
We all make our own handcuffs.
I won't sleep.
I won't sleep.
I won't.
Now we're all on our knees, through another 40 hour work week.
And we'll all have some hell to pay from sidestepping words that we'll never say.
How will I meet you there if I still don't know the way?
There's more to life than all of this gray.
Sidestepping words that we'll never...
*** This song is an ode to a long time friend of the band, Collin Pietz. With his permission, we used some lines of one of his classic songs from his project Plains, because Jordan wanted those words and the meaning behind them to live on just a little bit longer, instead of being completely put to rest when the project came to an end. Special thanks and love goes out to Collin and his words. Never sleep. ***
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Pass That / Past That
02:58
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People don't change so I won't pretend.
Let's say all the the things that we never said.
I TALK TO YOU ALL THE TIME IN MY HEAD.
Saw four cops on my way home.
Careful, but never when I'm alone.
Swear I know what matters most.
I ain't ever gonna give up this ghost.
I'm being peeled from my bones.
My ear drums still hum back all the notes.
The smoke hangs with late nights on our coats.
Down to my car crash collar bone.
I never wear my fucking seatbelt.
(I'd rather be anywhere else!)
See you in hell.
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Kindred Spirits
04:24
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I hate all the familiar faces of yours I know you've worn, after an empty promise or story that I haven't heard before. We're kindred spirits so don't mind if I wallow through being torn to bits and through laughing fits or while I'm coughing up a storm.
Your living room never felt so fitting, somewhere I'm sure it's written down on your disheveled coffee table. I've never said these words out loud. Will we ever get out of this groove in routine? You tell me.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. Is this where I fall down again and can I get back up? Come sell me some silence, I can't stand the gears turning in my head. What if this doesn't exist and we're already dead?
You're living room never felt so fitting, somewhere I'm sure it's written down on your disheveled coffee table. I've never said these words out loud.
Will we ever get out of this groove in routine? 'Cause I can't recognize the face that's staring back at me.
(I never thought, I never thought I'd be relieved to leave)
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4. |
Bed Rest - Misery
03:22
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5. |
Bed Rest - Rosary
04:05
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6. |
Bed Rest - Recovery
04:00
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No Getter Omaha, Nebraska
We're just some stumbling twenty-somethings, hoping you can relate.
R.I.P: 2015-2017
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