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Late Bloomer
02:51
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lower back hurts
do another
load of laundry broken dryer
thirteen sleeps til payday and my wallet’s feeling light
i just spent eighty dollars on a game that i’ll play for one night
one more day of leaving another job undone
leaves more time for doing nothing and i never have any more fun
i’m exhausted
but i’m wired
never working
always tired
when i sleep i’m dreaming of a day that’s not as long
i don’t care it doesn’t matter if i ever finish this song
stack of dishes
always dirty
i feel fifteen
almost thirty
know i fucked up
you knew sooner
in my garden
late bloomer
come on feel the void
girls theys and boys
we’re tired tired tired tired tired
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2. |
Time To Let You Know
02:07
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you say you want to hear about my day
but i have nothing good or nice to say
tell you everything is fine
but you see through the lie
take in a breath let out a sigh
push my head into your lap and try
melt away and let everything go
but i'm scared to let you know
how i really feel
and who i really am
i lie to you lie to myself
hold it in i'll never ask for help
here we are the point of no return
when will i fucking learn
say to me i've only eyes for you
i want your love but only if it's true
took my hand and now i finally know
that it's time for me to show
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3. |
Crowsnest
02:18
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ran it through my head
a million times or more
what i did and what i said
when i walked out that door
this kind of thing don't happen
on the sea-to-sky
i need you to know why
i'm driving ont he crowsnest
tryna make it home to you
sick of fighting it's a protest
you know i'm gonna see it through
cause there's not much else to do
when you're driving on the crows nest
auxillary is broken
static on the dial
keeping my eyes open
i'm a stubborn child
trying to to sway in
the oncoming glow
hells gate is closing
driving for your smile
driving for your eyes
feel like you're the only reason i'm alive
driving for your body
driving for your voice
i don't even know if i really have a choice
driving for me
driving for you
let's go
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4. |
Think About You
04:07
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the silent night bears down on me
the cold air and the moonbeams
i'm all alone and i'm just fine
i haven't felt this way in a long long time
your side of the bed is empty
it's okay i fall asleep
i don't think about you at night anymore
kill some time and stay busy
do laundry or watch tv
i'll walk the dog or cut my hair
sometimes i forget you're not even here
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when i'm on the clock
i try to stop my thoughts
it gets to be a lot
and i'd way rather not
think of all the ways
that i've caused people pain
it makes me feel ashamed
why do i act this way
what if i didn't exist
blah blah blah blah blah
why do i fucking care
nobody else cares
i hate my fucking life
i hate all my friends
and i hate all of you
and i hate everyone
what's the fucking point
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fell in love but it's not the first time
they all came from the same small town
wanna bet that i'll let you down
it's in the past you still ask for nudes
swept away nevert stepped in your room
fell in love again
haunted by the ghosts of discontent
so let's pretend you're the first one
i fell in love
fell in love but it's not the first time
my mistake should have taken that advice
all it took now i'll never look twice
these regrets how they threaten my heart
gotta stop before i wanna start
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7. |
Snuggle Split
02:28
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i want you to know that i'm giving it up
it was old back in twenty-thirteen
don't want to be saddled with reminders of all my failures
when i'm thirty-three
leaving myself on the side of the road
cause the dumpster is too good for me
couldn't give myself away to my friends or coworkers
or my family
wish i had room in my closet for skeletons
airing my dirty laundry
all of my space is being taken up by boxes
of childish fantasy
look around you'll see
it's still up on bandcamp for free
these records are so worthless
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The Arbuckles Vancouver, British Columbia
we used to be one person now we're four people
jamie - drums
nick - guitar
rhi - guitar
kevin - bass
The Arbuckles recommends:
She's My Rushmore
by ken jennings
god i wish i was in this band
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i played bass in this
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