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pexiglass
02:32
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am i wasting this chance to be better than whom i’ve been?
swallowing everything
air in my mouth’s getting thin
i went back to the parking lot
pressing my hands on the glass
ghosts at my fingertips
closing my eyes till it passes
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i only sing about food
02:24
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i’m an idiot
i cried in your car
when i couldn’t find the words i was looking for
i overanalyze
i never let if feel good
i only think about death
i only sing about food
is it obvious?
if i say it will it change?
cracked your coffee mug
i’m always making stupid mistakes
i loved you so much then
down and tangled on your floor
moved your body with my breath
i put my face onto yours
but i’m still so far out
can i turn it all around?
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bike again
03:04
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i washed it off
i’m coming down to nineteen again
telling myself i should see it better
do i miss you yet?
do i miss everything else?
i miss that place
i miss myself
and i’m still there
on the pavement savoring familiar clouds
telling myself that it’s time to get out
fell off my bike again
it’s so embarrassing how much i want to call you now
“hi, i’m
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raincoat
02:25
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i don’t want to live like this forever
but i’m still too scared to die
unresolved in how to make it better
but i don’t know if i ever really tried
buying dandruff shampoo at the rite-aid
am i making a positive change?
fifteen pack for sixteen dollars
plastic waves like corduroy
neon lights beam through the water
occupied in all this noise
i should remember my coat when it’s cold out
cuz i keep getting sick from the rain
i thought i would improve when i’m older
but i’m mostly just staying the same
(what’s on your mind? does it fit into language? will it change if you say it?)
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chess with friends
02:34
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trace the tiles
semicircles on the floor
i’m not tired
i just get lonely when i’m bored
got your voicemail
driving home at six pm
didn’t call back
took my turn in chess instead
do you want it to be different but you don’t know how to say it out loud now?
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reach
02:27
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is this reaching out?
did i forget to make it sound?
am i slipping back and falling in?
how do i stop this?
am i better now?
did i let myself let it all out?
did i run myself too thin too often?
when did i soften?
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7. |
noah needs a haircut
02:55
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i don’t want to say it like that
but we’re up in your bedroom
and we’re walking it back
the crease of my elbow
stretching outward from you
we were pushing away without letting go like we always do
saying “sorry for that too”
sorry for that too
i just want you to like me when my hair gets long and looks dumb
sick with anticipation, the press of your thumb to my thumb
what are we falling out of if we were never in love?
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stuck on the couch
slow sinking down
the room’s getting quiet
there’s dust in my mouth
i fucked up the rice
i cooked it too long
the tv’s alight
the moment’s dissolved
and i know i know i know i know
was i better then:
when i sang about my dog with my friends?
can i understand what’s curving away from my hands?
wasting the day
painting the scene
stuck on the ceiling
repeating
i wanted to speak
i’m just choking now
at the edge of the map
i’m still trying to run out
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scabpicker
02:23
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driving southbound
‘other desert towns’
static cuts out
caught in silence now
i’m scared of what i’m thinking
confused, headlights leaking
through my fingers
oozing muddy-red
parts of pictures
things i should have said
like air, but so much thicker
is it even a love song if it’s called ‘scabpicker?’
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string
03:20
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i’m replaying it now
is that not really what we were talking about?
just driving around
new england’s all right but the road kill is bumming me out
we talk once a year
we lived in the same house but now we just live sorta near
i don’t know how to start
i wrote you a letter last fall but it’s still in my car
am i projecting this?
on all this emptiness?
do you know?
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nye
00:46
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new year’s eve at home recording
thinking: “how’d i get so boring?”
and how i miss my friends/my loves
am i choosing what’s important?
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a map for your birthday
03:21
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a map for your birthday
i’m trying to write this clearly
through nervous hands
illegible memory
we’re walking through your old hometown
like dying stars, we’re reaching out
so much i can’t say
but you nodded anyway
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13. |
bluejay
02:35
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I know i should try and let it out
Bluejay, flying,
missed it,
looking down
In the backseat
Breathing out too loud
We like talking
Filling empty space
Dry mouth
Smiling
Lost my sense of place
In the backyard
Staring at my phone
extroverted/loner/idk
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we're up in the cul-de-sac
with your sweatshirt balled up in my backpack
laughing at all the ugly houses we pass
and in five more minutes i could let myself go
but i just disappear
i'm learning slowly i know
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15. |
another sublet
03:02
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I slept it off
Just like i learned to do
So unpicturesque
In all my empty rooms
Cuz i’m always leaving
Always breathless
And i’m always finding new addresses
How can i know?
Go on, get out
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Runnner Los Angeles, California
bandcamp songs for soundcloud kids
Management:
ethan@rosegardenartists.com
US Booking: greg.horbal@teamwass.com gavin.stacey@teamwass.com
UK/EU Booking: mattpcopley@primarytalent.com
Public Relations:
james@letsgopublicity.com
Production Inquiries: noahweinman.production@gmail.com
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