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Worn Out Sleeve
03:32
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Caught a glimpse across the room.
Dim the lights to hide old wounds.
Broken promises preserved in picture frames.
Threw them all away and hope for better days.
Filled with doubts and broken down,
I’m trying to find my feet.
I need those long drives, dark nights, singing by dashboard…
Lights ahead they’re blinding.
I’m scared of what’s behind.
I close my eyes.
Battle scars, sutured heart, worn on worn out sleeve.
Through the bandages I bleed.
Im still afraid and so ashamed, expose every bruise.
I’ve got nothing here to lose.
Filled with doubts and broken down,
I’m trying to find my feet.
I need those long drives, dark nights, singing by dashboard…
Lights ahead they’re blinding.
I’m scared of what’s behind.
I close my eyes.
I remember it well, like it was yesterday, the moment things had all changed.
Taped to the wall an invitation to save the day.
And it never fades.
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You’re never gonna be in charge here
Even if you know
Who’s running this disaster
This whole thing, your life the show
It was oh so nice to meet you but it’s almost time to go
So don’t get yourself attached
I dunno what I expected
But it wasn’t this
I guess I always thought we could all be decent, more or less
It was so nice to meet all of you but we ain’t got lots of time
Someone’s finger’s on the button
Trying to say goodnight for everyone
We don’t have a say
So fuck it anyway
I’m sorry I don’t care
If I ever see you again
Don’t own any records
From which I would care to listen
It was oh so nice to meet you but it’s almost time to go
It was so nice to meet all of you but we ain’t got lots of time
Someone’s finger’s on the button
Trying to say goodnight for everyone
We don’t have a say
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Don't Even Bother
02:11
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The night is calling but we don’t even bother to answer.
Check the caller ID and hit ignore.
We’ve had our time, we’ve had our fun.
No use fighting what we’ve become.
Our friends are outside knocking but we won’t even get the door.
The night is calling but we don’t even bother to answer.
Check the caller ID and hit ignore.
We’ve had our time, we’ve had our fun.
No use lying, what’s done is done.
Our friends are outside knocking but we won’t even get the door.
We’re never gonna get there.
We’re sinking like a stone.
We’re never gonna get there.
Just lock that door and pass the time alone.
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Lawsuit Models Denver, Colorado
What exactly is the future of pop punk? Is there one? Lawsuit Models don't know the answer to that question, and they don't pretend to know. All this Denver-based four-piece knows is they love it enough to play it unabashedly, unironically, and unceasingly. ... more
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