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Arrivaderci Amore Mio
03:53
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I wish that I was on the Dean's list
Because you only date boys with the highest
IQ
So why am I plagued with this love for you
Perhaps it’s just a dumb boys dream
A problem that you can problem solve for me
Hit me like bricks with reality
And as I come crashing down calculate the velocity in which my body goes flying
I tried to study, but the words they don’t make sense
You’re speaking a foreign language
And I did not take that class
I took italian instead so I guess I'll say arrivaderchi amore mio
I suppose I'm just a freshmen
In this class of graduates
I'm a minuscule tennet
In this house for rent
I lack the common things
That makes your affection reach
The heights that caused sparks to form
And flames to ignite
I tried to study, but the words they don’t make sense
You’re speaking a foreign language
And I did not take that class
I took italian instead so I guess I'll say arrivaderchi amore mio
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2. |
Look at Myself
03:46
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Just knock my fucking face out
Kick me in the back of my head so it’ll fall to the ground
Breaking into hives whenever the presence of you is near
I’ll cover my face like a dog that is cowering in fear
I don’t even want to look at myself anymore
Stabbing my eyes and cutting my throat is starting to bore
My sanity, that’s already losing it’s way
I just wish I could look at myself for a day
I will compensate with the banging of my head
Because I will listen to heavy music to cope with these emotions
I’ll start a one man mosh pit
I’ll be the biggest crowd killer in the room
I don’t even want to look at myself anymore
Stabbing my eyes and cutting my throat is starting to bore
My sanity, that’s already losing it’s way
I just wish I could look at myself for a day
So tell me i’m not to blame
Tell me it’s gonna be okay
Tell me those are just scratches on my face
That’ll heal
That’ll heal
I don’t even want to look at myself anymore (can’t look at all)
Stabbing my eyes and cutting my throat is starting to bore (me to sleep)
My sanity, that’s already losing it’s way (Lost today)
I just wish I could look at myself for a day
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3. |
Pitch Black
04:03
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I've been shaving in the darkness
Wishing I had not bled
So profusely
The thicker than water substance covers the sheets
That I laid out to keep the floor clean
Didn't wanna get the house dirty
Because soon you'll be coming
To my basement pad with no electricity
And you and I
Will lie in the pitch black
Nothing but candles
Will surround us
Our nocturnal tendencies
Will become the new norm
I just hope, you stay warm
I've been cutting off the edges
Off current topics of conversation
Because it involves reading
Into the lines I wrote that have no meaning
I still put time and care into every line's part
I want to impress your heart
Hopefully it'll jump start
Mine
And you and I
Will lie in the pitch black
Nothing but candles
Will surround us
Our nocturnal tendencies
Will become the new norm
I just hope, you stay warm
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4. |
Together in Cement
03:09
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There I am 2 AM
Taking a dive in our van
Driving as far from this headspace
As we can
Even if the tires flatten and we crash and burn
I’ll be thankful that it was i next to you as our car overturned
My dearest I would hold your hand as we crashed into the pavement
Hopefully we’ll land in a pothole being encased together in cement
After the wreck there they’d stand
Asking how this could have happened
But the only thing they'd come to find
Is ourselves intertwined
Even if the tires flatten and we crash and burn
I’ll be thankful that it was i next to you as our car overturned
My dearest I would hold your hand as we crashed into the pavement
Hopefully we’ll land in a pothole being encased together in cement
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5. |
You and I
02:33
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Aden Johnson Kokomo, Indiana
There's a universe in all of us~
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