1. |
Impressions
03:00
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When it’s over
Broken
It’s Broken
The patterns we had woven
Tattered full of holes
I’m laid out on the floor with
Cold feet
Dragged across the carpet
Bracing for the fall
I saw it coming
Hollowed out
I don’t want to waste it
Hard for me to say but
I don’t want to fall in love
Knowing you could say no
Keep it on the way low
So much that I still don’t know
In the blanket
Take it
Tangled
Pulled over our faces
Blocked out all the days with
Do it if you say so
Same old
Heaven couldn’t wait for
Bracing for the fall
That follows summer
Hollowed out
I don’t want to waste it
Hard for me to say but
I don’t want to fall in love
Knowing you could say no
Keep it on the way low
So much that I still don’t know
Where will all our hours
Go when your gone
Out of my closing arms
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2. |
All I Know
02:53
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I’m becoming see through
Only heaven
Malibu
If I could only begin
I might make it back to you
How’d it fall like evening
On a summer afternoon
Summer afternoon
Falling cold
Under weight of what I know
Under weight of what I’m told
All the way down to the
Soles that I’ve burned in
Running in circles
Falling cold
Under weight of what I know
Under weight of what I’m told
All the way down to the
Soles that I’ve burned in
Running in circles
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3. |
Horsepower
03:56
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The truth I try to bend
Those words I never meant
Will slip in and out
Cracks of the couch
Past lives don’t look the same
Don’t know who I could blame
Will every sound
Just rot in my mouth
The dirt I always crawl in
Patterns that I fall in
Slipping through the sands
When the sidewalk ends gonna fall right through
Another summer night to break a bad mood
Give me something to believe in
Time will turn on you
Chewing through my tongue on the floor of your room
Spirits in the rain and I'm running on fumes
Lifting off the pavement without you
Those words I never meant
Im falling off irrelevant
You'll notice when it stops being fun
Your tears will dry again
Always and after it
I wanted you to know it I'll
Always be the way I am
The dirt I always crawl in
Patterns that I fall in
Slipping through the sands
When the sidewalk ends gonna fall right through
Another summer night to break a bad mood
Give me something to believe in
Time will turn on you
Chewing through my tongue on the floor of your room
Spirits in the rain and I'm running on fumes
Lifting off the pavement without you
In the warm glow
From the backyard lawn
Couldn’t stay this way forever
I don’t know
Who to be when I’m not alone
Couldn’t bleed when my veins all run so hollow
The dirt I always crawl in
Patterns that I fall in
Slipping through the sands
When the sidewalk ends gonna fall right through
Another summer night to break a bad mood
Give me something to believe in
Time will turn on you
Chewing through my tongue on the floor of your room
Spirits in the rain and I'm running on fumes
Lifting off the pavement without you
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4. |
Waterfall
03:16
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5. |
Lightning
02:28
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6. |
Alive
04:09
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Been home alone
You cant save me from myself
While all the world
Is hanging from your lips
Now I’m folding under our
Direct messages
I know when I’m asleep
But I don’t feel
Alive
The perfect shadow right there by my side
Those hollow places that I keep inside
Those conversations where my tongue is tied
My chest it heaves but I don’t feel alive
Can’t hold it all
I can’t hold you like this
The water falls and all you gets a mist
Now I’m folding under our direct messages
I know when I’m asleep
But I don’t feel
Alive
The perfect shadow right there by my side
Th0se hollow places that I keep inside
Those conversations where my tongue is tied
My chest it heaves but I don’t feel alive
Been home alone
I can’t hold you like this
When all the world is hanging from your lips
Now a promise seems to come
When I don’t know why
I know when I’m asleep
But I don’t feel
Alive
The perfect shadow right there by my side
Those hollow places that I keep inside
Those conversations where my tongue is tied
My chest it heaves but I don’t feel alive
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Couch Prints New York, New York
COUCH PRINTS IS JAYANNA ROBERTS + BRANDON TONG
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