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Letters
02:21
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Verse 1:
When I look at me
What do I see?
And is it what I
What I want to see
Is there something I would change?
I being myself today?
What can make it better?
What letters spell me?
Verse 2:
Am I the type of guy
Who’d live inside a lie
I wanna see me through your eyes
But who am I inside?
What do people see?
Do I know the real me?
I live with myself every day!
What letters spell me?
Chorus:
And you
Do you really think you know me,
When all you know is what I've done in front of you?
And when
When you talk of me with friends
What do you remember
When I did that stupid stunt to impress you then
that one time in September
Is that me?
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2. |
A Brief Moment
04:36
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Verse 1:
I can't sleep because the letters
I'm writing feel incomplete
should I put that in this broadsheet?
I can't remember where to find you
is it the library or the main hall?
Paisley thinks we're dating
won't she be suprised
when she watches us meet and we shake hands
as I slip you a stack of notecards
written upon a thousand words in minute scrawl
Verse 2:
I am replete with a handful of flowers
a vague conceit of facts and figures
because that's what you told me, right?
I hope to meet again soon.
for but a brief moment
everything is beautiful
and right
Chorus:
Isn't it strange
how every time that I
wander my brain I will
always come back to your name
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3. |
Adrenaline (live)
06:10
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Verse 1
Everybody else's bodies moving
to the beat of the drums
throwin signed hands to no one
Everybody else's voices screaming
at the top of their lungs
tryin' to be somebody to someone
Chorus
Are you worried
That I'm here to steal your friends?
Before our sentence ends
Let me pretend
That they missed me
All I'm asking
Is a little touch of youth
Somewhere, out there,
That someone sees me, too,
The way I see all you
Verse 2
Everybody else's faces
turning
From left to right
Trying to be someone's hero tonight
Everybody else's souls
Feeling
The pulse of the crowd
Breathing to the beat of trumpets and trash
Walking to the music of shouts and soda pop
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4. |
Blue Sweater
02:44
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[verse 1]
A window appears
gold dark on your face
I can't really see through the twilight
it's only to be
the radiant glow
of each of the sparkling highlights
I'm ready to run now
[verse 2]
A bean-baggy chair
a braid on your hair
a shining of post-modern speckles
It's so hard to see
unless you lead me
a colorful README of sparkles
I'm ready to run now
[bridge]
The flower stalks bend when they feel you
and the snowstorm
will start
to feel kind
But it only comes down
to the grandeur
of the world's greatest
dribbling mind
I'm ready to run now
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