1. |
Flatline
02:56
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i'm no stranger to grief
but i might as well be
'cuz every time it comes around
it falls right through me
on the phone, callin home
thinkin god you knew me
far away from the room
where you passed on through me
stupid head, heaven-bent
on the fairy ending
there you were, heaven-sent
like a god damn nothing
on the porch, i held your hand
with its cracks and tattoos
you rubbed the butt of your cigarette
on the bottom of your shoe
pick a card, heavy heart
or the wide unfeeling
fall asleep in my car
with my mind still reeling
call your phone, dial-tone
with the flatline screaming
singing songs of the road
'cuz my lungs are breathing
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2. |
Ava
05:03
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put that thought away
shoot it like a stray
the channel from my brain
to heaven's gone today
i'm not the one that you could want (x3)
ava climbed the fence
teetered on the edge
couldn't get back down
what's gonna happen now?
she needs to know how to let go (x3)
pain-bright memory
is playing tricks on me
who will set me free
just by wanting me?
i'm not the one who you can love (x3)
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