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True Sound
04:24
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Forgive me, what I say is not what I mean
I puke points to prove I’m still here
Your face reveals this is clear
But not as clear as it seems
We’re both hiding some things
Or I’m just being a paranoid boy fleeing
what he never thought was real;
A disease that drugs can’t heal
A wound that I can’t feel
A hunger served with a meal
A reason to wake up
A purpose without luck
A will that’s free and strong
A guess that can’t be wrong
A hand so I don’t drown
An ear to hear true sound
A brain to gauge ourselves
to read what we’ve felt
Under guided lights
I’ll still miss the signs
that everything’s alright
Everything’s just fine
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Area 37
03:47
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Summer Heat
04:58
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My Latest Victim
04:21
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Big Sort
04:20
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Our Town
05:01
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Near the Canyon
04:14
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Everything fell apart
Love creeped in and luck ran out
I’m detached from fun and friends
I’m not upset
Apathetic at best
My will to make and create
has disappeared right in the lake
where I spent many summers with
a friend I lost
He moved too quick to Arizona, near the canyon
I wonder if he’s bored of it
We kept in touch for some months
We Skyped once, maybe twice for fun
But it was never like when we would
talk through walkie talkies even after our moms picked us up
and lately that’s how I have felt
Distant, fading, perpetuating my own isolation
through the use of chemical weapons such as love and affection
The friends I’ve made and the ones I’ve lost
The friends I’ve made and the ones I’ve lost
The friends I’ve made and the ones I’ve lost
The friends I’ve made and the ones I’ve lost
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